Bone Machine

this is a song for carol



you're into japanese fastfood

and i drop you off with your japanese lover

and you're going to the beach all day

you're so pretty when you're unfaithful to me

you're so pretty when you're unfaithful to me



oh you're looking like you got some sun

your blistered lips have a got a kiss

the days are lit like everyone

uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh



your bone's got a little machine



you're the bone machine



i was talking to preachy preach about kissy kiss

he bought me a soda

he bought me a soda

he bought me a soda, and he tried to molest me in the parking lot!

yep, yep, yep, YEP!



i make you break

you make me hard

your island skin looks mexican

our love is rice and beans and horses' lard



your bone's got a little machine



you're the bone machine



uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh

uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh

uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh

uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh



your bone's got a little machine