Songtext von Bone Machine

This is a song to Carol You were in the Japanese fast food And I dropped off 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 You're looking like you got some Sun Your blistered lips have got a kiss They taste a bit 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 Yup, yup, yup, yup I make you gray You make me hard Your Irish skin looks Mexican Our love is rice and beans and horse's 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