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the blackjacks (rock) - the generic new york city woman lyrics

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she’s got a phd in the inhumanity
and a mile+high opinion on everybody she sees
she’s such the enigma, she’s got cultivated quirks
and a great big trust fund, she don’t have to work

so tell me what you know about love, baby
tell me what you know about emotion
tell me what you know about bein’ real
it’s just a bucket of p+ss in the ocean
oh, yeah
she’s so hip and well+read on s+xual fun
but i can f+ck her all night and she still can’t come (i’m tryin’)
she’s got babushkas and scarves
they’re so ethnic, authentic
but if you need a little warmth, the result is pathetic

so tell me what you know about love, baby
tell me what you know about emotion
tell me what you know about bein’ a girl
it’s just a bucket of p+ss in the ocean
oh, yeah

so hip
you don’t know sh+t

she’s the consummate artist, she lives at the galleries
man, she don’t have go to bed, go to work, earn a salary
la+dee+dee, la+dee+day, sweetie’s dressed like gypsy
don’t you never tell no one you grew up in poughkeepsie
that’s upstate, baby

tell me what you know about love, baby
tell me what you know about emotion
tell me what you know about bein’ a girl
it’s just a bucket…
tell me what you know about love, baby
tell me what you know about emotion
tell me what you know about bein’ my baby
it’s just a bucket of p+ss in the ocean
yeah, yeah, yeah

well, i ain’t lyin’
oh, yeah



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