Tekster: Shampoo. Bare Knuckle Girl.

I dress up like Madonna
And she thinks she's really cute
But in fact she's common

And her skin is dead pale
She's broken all her nails
And she spent all her life
Just going off the rails

She hoax with her left
And she chapped with her right
And she's always over head
And she splashes it all over on a Saturday night!

Bare knuckle girl

The champion of the world
You ain't going anywhere, get into bed without a care
Bare knuckle baby, you live in such a whirl
You look funny when your falling

Bare knuckle girl

Her eyes look amazing
Like a sheet of double glazing
And a blank expression says
She's rolling in excitement

Her lips are cherry red
Like the blood in her bed
When she's parked up her boots
When she stops it never ends

She hoax with her left
And she chapped with her right
And she's always over head
And she really likes to mix it on a Saturday night

Bare knuckle girl

The champion of the world
You ain't going anywhere, get into bed without a care
Bare knuckle baby, you live in such a whirl
You look funny when your falling

Bare knuckle girl
Bare knuckle girl

Boulder on her shoulder
And she walks like a soul dire
And she's out for the world
This bare knuckle girl

And she life for a living
But the world ain't forgiving
And she spent all her life
Just a punching, never kicking

She hoax with her left
And she chapped with her right
And she's always over head
And she really likes to mix it on a Saturday night

Bare knuckle girl

The champion of the world
You ain't going anywhere, get into bed without a care
Bare knuckle baby, you live in such a whirl
You look funny when your falling

Bare knuckle girl
Bare knuckle girl