Son Of Billion Dollar Babies (Generation Landslide) (Outtake) Songtext / Lyric

Billion dollar baby

Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel

Grimy as an alley, loves me like no other lover



Billion dollar baby

I got you in the dime store, no other little girl

Could ever hold you any tighter, any tighter than me, baby



We go dancing nighty in the attic

While the moon is rising in the sky

If I'm too rough, tell me

I'm so scared your little

Head might come off in my hands



Billion






Billion dollar baby

I got you in the dime store, million dollar maybe

Foaming like a dog that's been infected by the rabies



Billion dollar baby

Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel

Grimy as an alley, loves me like no other lover



We go dancing nighty in the attic

While the moon is rising in the sky

If I'm too rough, tell me

I'm so scared your little

Head might come off in my hands



Million dollar baby

Billion dollar baby

Zillion dollar baby

Trillion dollar baby