Motley Crue - New Tattoo Album Lyrics

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Hell On High Heels

Bashful Betty such a bondage brat
Dressed in latex and coated in sewer rats
A serpents tounge, calculating mind
Gets top dollar for the hip shake divine

Look to the sky
There's no rain in sight
Better wear your rubber boys
If Betty is your date tonight

My honey, it's how ya makin' money
Boys call ya
Hell on high heels
My baby, the way you walk it talk it
Town calls ya
Hell on high heels

Sexy suki little geisha girl
Giving every samurai a twirl
An HIV, VIP
Backseat panties down around her knees

She ain't got no money
Can't pay her rent
It's a sunny day now baby
Every night on her back that's spent

My honey, it's how ya makin' money
Boys call ya

Hell on high heels
My baby, the way you walk it talk it
Town calls ya
Hell on high heels
My honey, it's how ya makin' money
Boys call ya
Hell on high heels
My baby, the way you walk it talk it
Town calls ya
Hell on high heels
Wow!
My honey, it's how ya makin' money
Boys call ya
Hell on high heels
My baby, the way you walk it talk it
Town calls ya
Hell on high heels

My honey, it's how ya makin' money
Boys call ya
Hell on high heels
My baby, the way you walk it talk it
(walk it, talk it)
Town calls ya
(Hell on high, high, high heels)
My honey, it's how ya makin' money
Boys call ya
Hell on high heels
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Hell on high heels
Wow!
My baby, the way you walk it talk it
Walk it, talk it oh yeah!
Town calls ya
Hell on high heels
(Hell on high, high, high heels)
My honey, it's how ya makin' money
(money, money)
Boys call ya
Hell on high heels
(Hell on high, high, high heels)
My baby, the way you walk it talk it
Boys calls ya
Hell on high heels

Oh baby nice shoes.

[Music: Sixx, Mars, Neil; lyrics: Sixx]
[Published by Sixx Gunner Tunes/Mars Mountain Music/Ratdaddy Music, administered by Universal Music Publishing (ASCAP)]

 

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Treat Me Like The Dog That I Am

Red Rover, red rover
Got a bone but I can't come over
Never broken, never trained
You got me in the doghouse
On this dog chain

You treat me
Like the dog, like the dog I am
You beat me
Like the dog, like the dog I am

Oh master, go faster
You're my bitch and I'm your bastard
At the dog pound make me beg
Got me with my tail between my legs

You treat me
Like the dog, like the dog I am
You shame me
Like the dog, like the dog I am
You treat me
Like the dog, like the dog I am
You kick me
Like the dog, like the dog I am

Just beat me, just bite me, just break me
Treat me like a dog
Just blame me, just shame me, then cage me
Treat me like a dog

Cause I need it
And I want it
And I deserve it
Treat me like a dog
Please slap me, please smack me
Crack me, whack me
And attack me

Bad dog

You treat me
Like the dog, like the dog I am
You shame me
Like the dog, like the dog I am
You treat me
Like the dog, like the dog I am
You kick me
Like the dog, like the dog I am

Bad dog, bad dog
Bad dog, bad dog
Bad dog
You treat me like a dog
Bad dog, bad dog
Bad dog, bad dog
You treat me like the dog I am
You treat me
(bad dog)
You beat me
(bad dog)

[Music/lyrics: Sixx, Michael]
[Published by Sixx Gunner Tunes, administered by Universal Music Publishing (ASCAP)/Little Big Guy Music (BMI)]

 

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New Tattoo

I've been out drinkin with the boys again
Sorry I'm calling after 2 a.m.

There's something that I need to say to you
I know it's late
But this can't wait
I just got a new tattoo

One love and a, one woman
You're my new tattoo
Tonight is the very first night of my life with you Until the day I die
I promise it's true
Everyone will see my new tattoo

Tonight I saw your face up in the stars Stumbled here to paint you on my arm
There's something that I need to say to you
So I wrote this song
Cause you belong
Right here on my new tattoo
One love and a, one woman

You're my new tattoo
Tonight is the very first night of my life with you Until the day I die
I promise it's true
Everyone will see my

I don't want to see us fade away
I don't want to be without you another day
I could be your Dorian Gray
I won't fade away
No, I won't fade away

One love and a, one woman
You're my new tattoo
Tonight is the very first night of my life with you One love and a, one woman
You're my new tattoo
Tonight is the very first night I'll spend with you
Yeah-ah
Don't wanna be without my new tattoo
Yeah-aahh Yeah

[Music: Mars, Sixx, Michael; lyrics: Sixx, Michael]
[Published by Sixx Gunner Tunes/Mars Mountain Music, administered by Universal Music Publishing (ASCAP)/Little Big Guy Music (BMI)]

 

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Dragstrip Superstar

Jailbait playmate
Freak show masturbate
Fuel inject carburete
Underage penetrate

Mama take me home tonight
Mama take me Home

Dragstrip, she's a superstar
She's got a tight fit, She's gonna make it far Dragstrip, she's so supercharged
She's got loose lips, she's a superstar Superstar

Black cat cabaret
Dancin down the alleyway
Doomsday runaway
Money shaker on display

Mama take me home tonight
Mama take me Home

Dragstrip, she's a superstar
She's got a tight fit, She's gonna make it far Dragstrip, she's so supercharged
She's got loose lips, she's a superstar
Superstar

Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar (superstar)
She's got a tight fit (tight fit)
She's gonna make it far (make it far)
Dragstrip (dragstrip),
she's so supercharged (supercharged)
She's got loose lips (loose lips),
she's a superstar
Superstar Superstar, wow!

Does your daddy know now
What you show and tell now
Does he wish you well
On your trip through hell
Can't run away on the runway-yeah

Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar (superstar)
She's got a tight fit (tight fit)
She's gonna make it far (make it far)
Dragstrip (dragstrip),
she's so supercharged (supercharged)
She's got loose lips (loose lips),
she's a superstar
Superstar

Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar (superstar)
She's got a tight fit (tight fit)
She's gonna make it far (make it far)
Dragstrip (dragstrip),
she's so supercharged (supercharged)
She's got loose lips (loose lips),
she's a superstar
Superstar

(Dragstrip dragstrip, superstar superstar)
(Dragstrip dragstrip, superstar superstar)
(Dragstrip dragstrip, superstar superstar)
(Dragstrip dragstrip, superstar superstar)
Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar (superstar)
Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar superstar
Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar superstar
Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar superstar

[Music/lyrics: Sixx, Michael]
[Published by Sixx Gunner Tunes, administered by Universal Music Publishing (ASCAP)/Little Big Guy Music (BMI)]

 

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1st Band On The Moon

There's a problem with the girls here on Earth They stopped
acting dizzy wearing miniskirts Seems like everything wild is in distaste
Gotta get my band off in outer, outerspace

I want a place that wants arena rock
Along with the girls who wanna suck my... Take our music up and fry some brains
Teach a dimension how to go, go insane

It can't come too soon
Someone always has to break the rules
Like a rock n roll cartoon
1st band on the moon

Now it won't be too long
Until we get to sing our songs
Even if we're outta tune
1st band on the moon

Everybody watchin on their TV sets
Came out of the shuttle dancin penthouse pets And someone grabs a mic and really
lets it
spit
But the band is so loud
We blow the, blow the transmit It can't come too soon
Someone always has to break the rules
Like a rock n roll cartoon
1st band on the moon

Now it won't be too long
Until we get to sing our songs
Even if we're outta tune
1st band on the moon

That's one small step for man
One giant leap backwards for mankind

It can't come too soon
Someone always has to break the rules
Like a rock n roll cartoon
1st band on the moon

Now it won't be too long
Until we get to sing our songs
Even if we're outta tune
1st band on the moon
Even if we're outta tune
1st band on the moon

[Music/lyrics: Sixx]
[Published by Sixx Gunner Tunes, administered by Universal Music Publishing (ASCAP)]

 

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She Needs Rock & Roll

Yeah-uh
A preacher's daughter with a devil tattoo Mama's little good girl sniffin that glue
Her box started buzzing ever since she heard the Crue
White trash mannequin workin on a scheme Livin on adrenaline Daddy can't redeem

She turned up her radio
And headed to the show

She needs Rock N Roll
(She's begging please)
She needs Rock N Roll
You know she's an underage angel with a dented halo
She needs Rock N Roll
Show

Small town girl was a trailer park queen
Headin to the city with her starry-eyed dreams Fistful of pills and a fashion
magazine

Yeah she turns up her radio
And heads to the show

She needs Rock N Roll
(She's begging please)
She needs Rock N Roll

You know she's an underage angel with a dented halo
She needs Rock N Roll
Show, show

(She turns up her radio)
WOW!

And she turns up the radio
And heads to the show

She needs Rock N Roll
(She's begging please)
She needs Rock N Roll
You know she's an underage angel with a dented halo
She needs Rock N Roll
Yeah
She needs Rock N Roll
(she's beggin)
She needs Rock N Roll
Yeah-ah-ah-ah
She needs Rock N Roll
(She's on her knees)
She needs Rock n Roll
Show, show, show
(She needs Rock n Roll)
(She needs Rock n Roll)
(She needs Rock n Roll)
(She needs Rock n Roll)
(She needs Rock n Roll)

[Music/lyrics: Sixx, Michael]
[Published by Sixx Gunner Tunes, administered by Universal Music Publishing (ASCAP)/Little Big Guy Music (BMI)]

 

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Punched In The Teeth By Love

Flash a smile like an alligator
Move her hips like a generator
All over town like an oil spill
If there's meat on the bone she'll wag her tail

I'm checkin out to the heavens above
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love

Construction work it's silicone
Lights are on but no one's home (wow)
She's painted blue like a cartoon
Every man in town went on the honeymoon

I'm checkin out to the heavens above
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
She really broke my heart!

Oh yeah
She's a Hollywood vampirella
A storybook Cinderella
A bitchin' smile and a turned down eyes
Every dog in town lifts his leg on her thigh

Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
Punched in the teeth

Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
(teeth by love)
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
Punched in the teeth
(Oh why she doin' this to me?)
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
(all over my girl)
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
(Kick my ass and she broke my heart)
Punched in the teeth

[Music: Mars, Sixx, Neil, Castillo; lyrics: Sixx]
[Sixx Gunner Tunes/Mars Mountain Music/Ratdaddy Music/Dark Sceptre Music, administered by Universal Music Publishing (ASCAP)]

 

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Hollywood Ending

Ooh yeah-ah

Did you want it this way
Breaking us down a little bit at a time
Is it easier now that I'm not around
Oh is it time to draw the line

We don't have to pretend
Ya got your Hollywood ending
(Another Hollywood ending)
Ya got your Hollywood ending
(Another Hollywood ending)

Leave it to me
To act like a fool begging you to come back When I had you I had everything
Now all I have is this photograph

There's nothing here to defend
it's not a Hollywood ending
(Another Hollwood ending)
It's not as bad as it seems
(Another Hollwood ending)
It's hard to give up your dreams
(Another Hollwood ending)
It's not a Hollywood ending
(Another Hollwood ending)

Well you don't have to go
Oh you don't have to go
You could've been the star of
My show anytime
No, you don't have to go

I called on the phone
Came by your home
To find out that you're not alone

Now we don't have to pretend
That it's a Hollywood ending
(Another Hollywood ending)
It's not as bad as it seems
(Another Hollywood ending)
It's hard to give up your dreams
(Another Hollywood ending)
All that glitters will fade
(Another Hollywood ending)
Just like the promise ya made
(Another Hollywood ending)
Just like the promise ya made
(Another Hollywood ending)
(Another Hollywood ending)
(Another Hollywood ending)

[Music/lyrics: Sixx, Michael]
[Published by Sixx Gunner Tunes, administered by Universal Music Publishing (ASCAP)/Little Big Guy Music (BMI)]

 

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Fake

Fake, fake, fake
Fake, fake ,fake

Spent a million dollars on amphetamines Crashed a lot of cars
Fucked all the stupid stars in Hollywood Because I could, because we could

So you loved to hate us in your private jets Funny how you bitched and moaned
'Cause you got fat and rich
And when I'm dead
All you'll put on my headstone is that

I'm so fake
I'm a dirty little bastard
Fake
I was always so plastered
Fake
So why'd you say it's true
Looks like I'm fake just like you
Fake
I'm a dirty little whore
Fake
I'm everything and more
Looks like I'm fake
Just like just like you

Fake, fake, fake

40 million records and going strong
Never won a Grammy
Still won't play along in Hollywood
Like we should

And I'm so fake
I'm a dirty little bastard
Fake
I was always so plastered
Fake
So you say it's true
Looks like I'm fake just like you
Fake
I'm a dirty little whore
Fake
I was always such a bore
Fake
So ya say it's true
Looks like I'm fake
Just like you My diamond rings and cocaine binges
All strung out on your syringes
Sold my soul while you sold records
I have been your slave forever

Hey, what are you fat cats doing anyway?
Take our money and flush it down the drain

You're so fake
You're a dirty little bastard
Fake
You're always so plastered
Fake
So you say it's true
Looks like I'm a fake like you
Fake
You're a dirty little whore
Fake
You're always such a bore
Fake
So you say it's true
Looks like I'm a fake just like you

Fake
I'm a dirty little bastard
Fake
I was always so plastered
Fake
So ya say it's true
Looks like I'm fake just like you
Fake
I'm a dirty little whore
Fake
I'm everything and more
Fake
So ya say it's true
Looks like I'm fake just like
Looks like I'm fake just like
Looks like I'm fake just like
Just like you

[Music/lyrics: Sixx, Michael]
[Published by Sixx Gunner Tunes, administered by Universal Music Publishing (ASCAP)/Little Big Guy Music (BMI)]

 

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Porno Star

Come on, come on

Wow!
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Got a date with
My modem line
Backdoor valentine

Internet jet set
My credit cards in debt
Goin' Down
I'm goin' Down
it's under my thumb
..com .cum

Web cam super scam
Triple X cyber sex
Shoot my rocks on the box
Peeping Tom on the net
Down
I'm goin' down
Goin' down I'm a cyber junkie such a freak
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah
It's dirty love
I'm in love with a porno star
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah
Just the way it goes
I'm in love with a porno star

My URL has gone all to hell
http I'm addicted to technology
Goin' down
I'm goin' down
Goin' down
I'm a cyber junkie such a freak

Come on girls
When I grow up I want to be just like you
just like you
When I grow up I want to be just like you
just like you
When I grow up I want to be just like you
just like you

[Music/lyrics: Sixx]
[Published by Sixx Gunner Tunes, administered by Universal Music Publishing (ASCAP)]

 

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White Punks On Dope

Teenage had a race for the night time
Spent my cash on every high I could find Wasted time in every school in L.A.
Getting loose, I didn't care what the kids say

We're white punks on dope
Mom & Dad moved to Hollywood
Hang myself when I get enough rope
Can't clean up, though I know I should
White punks on dope
(White punks on dope)
White punks on dope
(White punks on dope)

Other dudes are living in the ghetto
But born in Pacific Heights don't seem much betto

We're white punks on dope
Mom & Dad live in Hollywood
(Holloywood)
Hang myself when I get enough rope
I can't clean up, though I know I should
White punks on dope
(White punks on dope)
White punks on dope
(White punks on dope)

WHITE - PUNKS - DOPE
White punks on dope

I go crazy 'cause my folks are so fucking rich
Have to score when I get that rich white punk itch
Sounds real classy, living in a chateau
So lonely, all the other kids will never know

We're white punks on dope
(on dope)
Mom & Dad live in Hollyweird
Hang myself when I get enough rope
Can't clean up, though I know I should
White punks on dope
(White punks on dope)
White punks on dope
(White punks on dope)
White punks on dope
(White punks on dope)
White punks on dope
(White punks on dope)
White punks on d-o-p-e
(White punks on d-o-p-e)
White punks on d-o-p-e
(White punks on d-o-p-e)
White punks on d-o-p-e
(White punks on d-o-p-e)
White punks on d-o-p-e
(White punks on DOPE)

[Written by Evans, Spooner, Steen Published by Irving Music Inc./Pseudo Songs/Bern Doubt Music (BMI)]