Ladies Coat - Descartes A Kant

I believe it’s sweeter

When it starts to spit

But I never tell her…

And my lover tells me

That the whores don’t lie

But they steal your gold if

You like to watch them cry

And the scarecrows tell us

That we’re supposed to fly

But they also told us…

Ladies' coat (I've got a ladies' coat)

Ladies' coat (she's got a ladies' coat)

Let’s go with our ladies' coat and

Play

To kill the girls, the girls

Hey!

Kill the girls, the girls

Play

To kill the girls, the girls

Hey!

Kill the girls, the girls

And the velvet chickens

Start to fly with fins

And they use their feathers

When they got dirty wings

Kill the girls

Kill the girls

Kill the girls

Kill the girls, the girls

The girls, the girls

Ladies' coat (I've got a ladies' coat)

Ladies' coat (she's got a ladies' coat)

Let’s go with our ladies' coat and

Play

To kill the girls, the girls

Hey!

Kill the girls, the girls

Play

To kill the girls, the girls

Hey!

Kill the girls, the girls