Pimp Lyrics - I Oughtta Give You A Shot... - Shivaree

Look who's pulling up outside 

With a trunk full of fun 

And a European ride 

Heard that you were going for away 

And we are all so happy son 

That we were on the way 

You're a back stabbing Hollywood pimp 

Microphone, silver tone, cellular phone 

We know that you're working for the devil 

Bitch slap, star map dinner at Jones 

Stood in line to get burned 

Hey baby doll 

Your reservation is confirmed 

Tell the boss I've got her on the way 

And he said with a smile 

That's the seventh one today 

You're a back stabbing Hollywood pimp 

Microphone, silver tone, cellular phone 

We know that you're working for the devil 

Bitch slap, star map dinner at Jones 

How'd you get so mean and nasty 

I didn't want you to come to my party anyway 

He's going to play you a dream 

Dress you up in chocolate 

And finish you with cream 

Squeeze you till you're warm and woozy 

And then pop you on the saddle 

Of a silver moto guzzi 

You're a back stabbing Hollywood pimp 

Microphone, silver tone, cellular phone 

We know that you're working for the devil 

Bitch slap, star map dinner at Jones