Rancid Girl

You're a rancid girl In a rancid world But I don't mind No, I don't mind No I don't mind No I don't mind You're only 17 Almost woman You can almost vote But I know you won't You got fucked-up hair And fucked-up teeth A dead look in your eye That like to see everybody die You're bad I mean, you smell bad You talk a lot And it's always bad What Fresno tweeker's ashtray You crawl from under? You've been to Hell and back Give old men heart attack Else they'll blow out their brains You drive other women insane I'd hate you But I want you more You could make a lot of money I will say no more You're rancid You carry cortisone cream You're a young man's dream Four years I've been clean Now I think I'll shoot myself You got a rancid skin And a rancid blouse You got the disposition of A dirty bomb mixed with Minnie Mouse You keep your jacket on the floor And your pipe on your self I think I'll go to Louisiana just to hang myself You keep your jacket on the floor And your pipe on your hand The future so uncertain When you're in demand You keep your jacket on the floor And your pipe on your self I think I'll go to Louisiana just to hang myself You keep your jacket on the floor And your pipe on your self I think I'll go to Louisiana just to hang myself I think I'll go to Louisiana just to hang myself I think I'll go to Louisiana just to hang myself You got a diet of Mike and Ikes and fresh mongoose Your favorite movie Every Which Way But Loose You're a rancid girl In a rancid world But I don't mind No, I don't mind No, I don't mind No, I don't mind No, I don't mind No, I don't mind No, I don't mind No, I don't mind No, I don't mind No, I don't mind No, I don't mind No, I don't mind