Pulp

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she had red dress and an easy job
man who should be dead had ticked her off
I turned around to pour myself a drink
she was gone I had not time to blink

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ah's

in the hills of hollywood
all the corpses still look good
I think i'll take another case
a cheating husband with a pretty face


Chorus:

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Tilt back your head and take a gulp
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before you drown in all this pulp
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Drink till your dead

I know your favorite brand of cigarette
and what you've done but i won't tell her yet
you'll never hide yourself from lady death
she wants to watch draw your final breath

ah's

I hear movment through the hotel door
I see foot prints on the kitchen floor
I think she killed him with butcher knife
I think i'll wrap this case by friday night

ah's

I got a phone call but there's no one there
she wants to know right now but I don't care
I smell the powder from a smoking gun
you can't hide from death but you can run

ah's

shadowy figures in window frames
hard boiled dicks and busty dames
turns out the chase in never what it seems
black and white is for the movie screens