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Titre : Turn Off The Light [Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog]
Année : 2007
Paroles :
This is Jeffree fuckin' Star
and this is a big FUCK YOU to all you jealous bitches,
that get mad that I'm fucking your boyfriends..
An don't get mad that they suck my dick..
an then they make out with you after.. HOE!!

[chorus]
Tha Producer:
Girl your boobies look real nice to me tonight
Let's have a pillow fight, I know you're tight
Thats when we turn off the lights
Girl if you're from orange county I'll fuck you right
and I think J-dog might, If I'm nice
Thats when we turn off the lights
Undead
J-Dog:
I be the J to the D, girls call from OC what are you doing?
I'll fuck you in your new Denali!
What a change.. cuz I fuck girls in alleys.. behind the Beauty Bar,
lets see how far we can go on a sexual safari
I got a dick like Kareem Abdul-Jabari
Now lets pray, go all the way,
your boyfriends gay, got his truck raised.. ain't I right?
Hey Shady.. (what?) let's have a pillow fight..
I'm a sex robot sent back from the fucking future
FUCK GIRLS DEEP, STICK IT IN THEIR POOPER

[chorus]
Charlie Scene:
I'm like the Brad Pitt of scene movies
Take off that shirt and let me see them B boobies
I like C boobies, D boobies, Z boobies..
sad boobies, mad boobies, clean boobies, mean boobies
I get pissed when the haters try and cock block
I get drunk an touch Tila in her hot spot
It's Charlie Scene, let me drink from your flask,
put on my mask and fuck you in the ass
Hey Charlie, how many girls you takin' home tonight?
My dicks sinned so much it should be crucified like Jesus Christ
BEEP BEEP hey, you girls need a ride? GET INSIDE!
I pull out my skin sword on the dance floor
rub it on your butt cheeks and watch it transform
You BETTER put out, DON'T MAKE ME HATE YOU..
Or I'll do the Michael Jackson and I'mo RAPE YOU!

[chorus]
Hey what is that? Is that a guy or a girl?
HEY FAGGOT!
Jeffree Star:
Shut the fuck up, you want me..
Bitches get mad that I swallow more cum than they can
Wanna give me a hand? Cuz I'll deep throat your dad
Then he'll cum on my face.. before I go on MySpace
An every guy wants my lipstick smeared on his nutsac
Let's play Barbie and shove Ken's dick in my ass..
Or you can be R. Kelly an pee on me
Just don't get it on my plastic surgery
And then I'll beat you like I did that bitch Stevie
You think that's funny?
Watch me eat Forbidden's fat pussy..

[chorus]
Jeffree Star ad libs over chorus:
Fucking cunt.. lick my pussy.. fucking cunt.. eat me out bitch!
Lick my pussy.. sit on my face daddy... FAGGOT!

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Titre : Ice Cream [Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog]
Année : 2007
Paroles :
I'll give you Dairy Queen
Pink dreams
Tongue all on your ice cream
Lips gleam
Plates clean
Preteen
Submarine

Drippin' down your ice cream cone
Rhinestone.. Hormones

[chorus:]

Enter my construction zone
Make me moan
Danger prone

It doesn't feel right
So keep going down
It doesn't feel right
Until you start to drown

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Titre : I Must be Emo [Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog]
Année : 2007
Paroles :
Dear Diary,
Mood: Apathetic
My life is spiraling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry Concert. It sucks cause they play some of my favorite songs like 'Stab My Heart Because I Love You,' and 'Rip Apart My Soul,' and of course, 'Stabby Rip Stab Stab." and it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either, like that guy from that band could do, some days you know. . .

I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be
You'd be non-conforming to if u look just like me
I have paint on my nails and make-up on my face
I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs
'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag
I call it freedom of expression most just call me a fag
'Cause their dudes look like chicks, their chicks look like dykes
'Cause emo is one step below transvestite

Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo

I'm dark and sensitive with low self-esteem
The way I dress makes everyday feel like Hallowe'en
I have no real problems but I like to make believe
I stole my sister's mascara now I'm grounded for a week
Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies
I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
Girls keep breaking up with me, it's never any fun
They say they already have a pussy, they don't need another one

Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
Dye in my hair and polish on my toes
I must be emo
I play guitar and write suicide notes
I must be emo

My life is just a black abyss, you know, it's so dark. and it's suffocating me. grabbing a hold of me and tightening it's grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans . . . which look great on my by the way

When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction
Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection
I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses
I told my friends I bleed black and cry during classes
I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of Goth
You can read me "Catcher in the Rye," and watch me jack off
I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life
If I said I like girls I'd only be half right

I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo
I must be emo
Screw X-BOX I play old school Nintendo
I must be emo
I like to whine and hate my parental?s
I must be emo
Me and my friends all look like clones
I must be emo

My parents just don't get me you know. they think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy. well, a couple of guys. but I mean, it's the 2000s. can't 2, or 4 dudes make-out with each other without being gay. I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. I don't know diary, sometimes I think you're the only one that gets me, you're my best friend. . . . I feel like tacos

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Titre : No. 5 [Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog]
Année : 2007
Paroles :
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