Private Line - Cheerleaders & Dopedealers lyrics

Use your face before it gets too ugly, jump into my car

'Cause you're a heartbreaker

And the seven seconds sin-bin charge you the candy bar

Ooh yeah, feels like I could fly! It takes you up, then it stops

Head down to the underground

1,2,3,4 Gimme, gimme, gimme more!

Gimme-O, Gimme-D, D-R-U-G!

Make a quick buck and wash the dirt away

So hypocritical

Fake the big smile and be the king of the day

That's what you are!

He sells absolution for all even though

There's nothing to buy

And if you want it, sure you've got it

Sold out souls are satisfied!

1,2,3,4 gimme, gimme, gimme more!

First one's free dose

Ended up with bleeding nose!

5,6,7,8 Laid down, dominate!

Gimme-O, Gimme-D, D-R-U-G!

Where are you when I need you most?

Cheerleaders & Dopedealers

Sweet white-line-fever dream-come-true!

Come on raise the toast!

Beauty is disposable, burn out role model's clone

They'll leave you alone when the money's gone!