Charli is a Boy Lyrics

The moon in up now, babe

We're on the lookout watch

Along the dead city streets

Curbs of notorious blocks

Where cretins, critters and creeps

Crawl 'neath the cover of night

Sweet-toothed for sensuous thrills

Wet-lipped for carnal delights

We got that swing in our step

We got that slink in our stride

Twin daggers sprung from our feet

That golden mink in our guise

That cherry gloss on our lips

That roguish glint in our eyes

And six hard inches of steel between our thighs!

The wolves are up now, babe

They're out and on the stalk

Now come the brights of their lamps

A-rolling out of the fog

They come in every shade

But come in most one size

Fled from their cosseted kids

And their ol' carpers of wives

They got that sallowing skin

They got them beads in their eyes

The rash of pocks on their face

They're old but none-the-more wise

The varmint scatter the street

As they roll up long-side

Gristle a-throb as prey climbs on inside!

The heat is up now, babe

We're riding on the clock

Our legs upon the dash

Our fingers hitting the spot

The eyes are turning back

And oinkers are a-squeak

Their at our mercy now

In bondage with the beast

We choke to hear them gasp

We bite and hear them cry

We chomp to pierce their flesh

We suck to bleed them dry

Then as their world turns black

The last elated sigh

Seven sweet minutes in hell for which to die!