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His 'N' Hers `Pulp`

His `n` HersI've got the time / and you've got the space / I'm gonna wipe you down and lick the smile off your face, the smile off your face Though we know that it's wrong / towel sets / matching combs

Have You Seen Her Lately? `Pulp`

Do you think you'll break his heart? If you leave him on his own. You are dreaming. Cos he can fasten all his clothes, tie his laces, blow his nose.

The Night That Minnie Timperley Died `Pulp`

Football scarves, the girls drink halves & her brother's crying 'cos he has lost his decks. Outside the air was cool, an older guy sitting in his car asked if Minnie needed a ride.

59 Lyndhurst Grove `Pulp`

There's a picture by his first wife on the wall Stripped floor-boards in the kitchen and the hall A stain from last week's party on the stairs No one knows who made it or how it ever got there They were

Weeds `Pulp`

Make believe you're so turned on by planting trees & shrubs But you come round to visit us when you fancy booze 'n' drugs. Ah. We are weeds, vegetation, etc.

LipGloss `Pulp`

with long black hair All those nights in, making such a mess of the bed Oh you never ever want to go home And he wantsyou so you may as well hang around for a while call your Dad on the phone He changed his

Whiskey In The Jar `Pulp`

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains I met Captain Farrell and his money he Was countin' I first produced my pistol and then produced my wager I said stand and Deliver or the devil he may

Pencil Skirt `Pulp`

When you raise your pencil skirt, like a veil before my eyes, like the look upon his face as he's zipping up his flies. Oh I know that you're engaged to him.

Laughing Boy `Pulp`

Please tell him to cut the noise Cause it's spoiling my nights I just want to get some rest And he's talking to his Ma on the phone Well, if he's So homesick he can go home I don't need this anymore And

Deep Fried In Kelvin `Pulp`

Whilst the thoughts of a bad social worker ran through his head ... Trying to remember what he learnt at training college ... Lester said he wasn't allowed in here ... so why don't you get lost?

Seconds `Pulp`

She / she used to live with his brother Now she's an unmarried mother / with another / on the way He's seond rate / twisted out of shape and he looks a state, it costs so much to look this rough They

Pulp `Manmade God`

The system's lost in me I just call it futile They can't cry to me 'cause they're slippin off the edge of the world as I wave them all goodbye Ice caps and vanity melt into a chewy pulp

Pulp `Frankenbok`

The Friendship that love destroyed was not the intention or ploy. the aftermath the pulp you are, beneath proud enigma you scar, you can't afford another error, twice now already agendered, you can't be

Do You Remember The First Time? `Pulp`

You say you've got to go home cos he's sitting on his own again this evening. I know you're gonna let him bore your pants off again. Oh God, it's half past eight, you'll be late.

Inside Susan `Pulp`

She looks at the man in front's head and thinks how his fat wrinkled neck is like a large carrot sticking out from the collar of his shirt.

His & Hers `Internet money, Gunna, Don Toliver, Lil Uzi Vert`

Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh) Baby, hit that backend Birk' Then pour a four of purp' We got his and hers Toolie in that Birkin Close the window curtains (Curtains) Right up in your

Sylvia `Pulp`

Who's this man you're talking to, can't you see what he wants to do He thinks if he stands near enough then he will look as good as you Oh, he don't care about your problems, he just wants to show his

Babies `Pulp`

And so you went with Neve, and Neve was coming on, and I thought I heard you laughing, when his Mum and Dad were gone. I listened outside, I heard you. Alright. Oh I want to take you home.

Party hard `Pulp`

This man is dangerous , he just shed his load on your best party frock. Before you enter the palace of wisdom you have to decide: are you ready to rock? Oh can you party with me?

Stacks `Pulp`

touch And there's stacks to be, so many ways for you to spend your time Such a lot that I know/ that you've got ah-ah I heard you let him touch too much on the back seat of the bus Did you stay over at his

Pulp Fiction `Fanmail`

Doubtful, you are the people Where your anger run your sleep Fate of those who's feet are slipping Or to those, who's eyes or to those Who's eyes have seen To him the strength belongs, the weak attempt his

Grown Ups `Pulp`

conversation And somehow this leads to mature life decisions Like the one that I heard of from Jeremy Sissons Who said he, he moved near the motorway Well ’cause it was good for commuting And I laughed in his

Acrylic Afternoons `Pulp`

I fell asleep on your sofa, and had a dream about a small child, in dungarees, who caught his hands in the doors of the Paris metro.

She's A Lady `Pulp`

She lived at her father's place, played his records though they jumped. Wore her body back to front.

PULP FICTION `Kenny Mason`

of the night I can see Silver light in the streets You the finest tonight I done seen A sight I'm exited to see Ride with me I won't fuck with nobody but you Don't fuck with nobody but me We can make pulp

I Spy `pulp`

I spy a boy, I spy a girl. I spy the worst place in the world, in the whole world. Oh you didn't do bad, you made it out, I'm still stuck here oh but I'll get out. Oh yeah I'll get out. Can't you see ...

Help the aged `Pulp`

Help the aged, one time they were just like you, drinking, smoking cigs and sniffing glue. Help the aged, don't just put them in a home, can't have much fun in there all on their own. Give a hand, if ...

Bar Italia `Pulp`

Now if you can stand, I would like to take you by the hand, yeah, and go for a walk, past people as they go to work. Oh, let's get out of this place, before they tell us that we've just died. Move, mo...

Dishes `Pulp`

Dishes I am not Jesus though I have the same initials - I am the man who stays home and does the dishes. And how was your day? Is that woman still trying to do your head in? A man told me to beware of...

Monday Morning `Pulp`

There's nothing to do so you just stay in bed, oh poor thing, why live in the world when you can live in your head? Mmm when you can go out late from Monday, till Saturday turns into Sunday, and now y...