Bosom Buddies
Partners in crime
Twisted sisters
Friend for all time
I love you girl
I'm your biggest fan
So if I can't tell you
Then who the hell can?
Giddy up girls, it's Beverly Kills
Gonna give you whiplash, 'cause I love my thrills
Got Poppinz, Guaii and Kills in the house
If I'm queen kitty, you the mouse
You ain't making sense, but I'm making dollars
This you can't swallow
I'm not afraid to say what I think
And you'll be blocked like hair in the sink
Ew, gross, it's Yuri Guaii
I might be a mess, but I am the best
Covered in blood I'm slaying these queens
Bouncing on your man like a trampoline
Filth, glamor, just plain trash
These my mother truckers need cream for their rash
Your winner baby, with that pity sash
Your face makes mirrors smash
One, two, three
It ain't mean girl It's just shade
Four, five, six
It's a drag rule, we open
Bosom Buddies
Partners in crime
Twisted sisters
Friend for all time
I love you girl
I'm your biggest fan
So if I can't tell you
Then who the hell can?
It's Molly Poppinz, big tits of the season
Now I'm gonna tell you girl
How I'm really feeling
Got that busted
And crusted
Crunchy couture
You know, I love you sis but you're giving me an eyesore
One, two, three
It ain't mean girl It's just shade
Four, five, six
It's a drag rule, we open
Bosom Buddies
Partners in crime
Twisted sisters
Friend for all time
I love you girl
I'm your biggest fan
So if I can't tell you
Then who the hell can?
Bosom Buddies
Partners in crime
Twisted sisters
Friend for all time
I love you girl
I'm your biggest fan
So if I can't tell you
Then who the hell can?
Bosom Buddies
Partners in crime
Twisted sisters
Friend for all time
I love you girl
I'm your biggest fan
So if I can't tell you
Then who the hell can?