Kristy laughs, and it's raining all day
she loves to be one of the girls
She lives in the trailer behind the weed shop
Where nothing is ever put straight
She turns herself 'round
And she smiles and she says
"This is ghey, that's the end of the joke"
And loses herself in her
Dreaming and sleep, and her
Lovers they piss on her tits
Pretty in pee, isn't she?
Pretty in pee, isn't she?
All of her lovers all
Talk of her notes and the
golden showers that they never sent
And wasn't she easy, and
Isn't she pretty in pee?
The one who insists he was the
First in the line is the
Last to remember he's a slave
He's walking around in this
Dress that she wore
She is gone, but the
Joke's the same
Pretty in pee, isn't she?
Pretty in pee, isn't she?
Kristy talks to you
Softly sometimes, she says,
"Slave" and "this is ghey" Too much
She doesn't have anything
You want to steal
Well, nothing you can touch
She waves
She buttons your shirt
The traffic is waiting outside
She hands you this bong
She give you her weed
These cars collide
Pretty in pee, isn't she?
Pretty in pee, isn't she?
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