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Red Hot Chili Peppers - She's Only 18

She's Only 18
Red Hot Chili Peppers
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Song lyrics

She's only 18
Don't like the Rolling Stones
She took a short cut
To being fully grown

She's got that mood ring
A little sister rose
The smell of Springsteen
A pair of pantyhose

This talking picture show
Is leaking from a silhouette
She said my man you know
It's time to get your fingers wet
Your hustle's busted when
You can't afford a cigarette
The last I heard from you
You were screaming "handle it"

[Chorus:]
Knock the world right off its feet
And straight onto its head
The book of love will
Long be laughing after you are dead
Fascinated by the look of you
And what was said
Make a play for all the
Brightest minds and light will shed

I heard some P-Funk
Out on the road again
To get your head shrunk
Is what I recommend

It's in your bloodline
A perfect Frankenstein
Out on that lone pine
I'm gunna make you mine

It's understood you wrap
Your voodoo right around my neck
You've got some glitter on your
Kitty at the discotheque
I put my lovin' in your oven
Not a head to check
The last I heard from you
You were screaming "resurrect"

[Chorus: x2]








She's Only 18

She's only 18,
Don't like the Rolling Stones.
She took a short cut
To being fully grown.

She's got that mood ring,
A little sister Rose
A smell of Springsteen,
A pair of pantyhose.

This talking picture show
Is leaking from a silhouette,
She said, “My man, you know,
It's time to get your fingers wet”.
Your hustle's busted when
You can't afford a cigarette.
The last I heard from you
You were screaming, "Handle it!"

Knock the world right off its feet
And straight onto its head.
The book of love will
Long be laughing after you are dead.
Fascinated by the look of you
And what was said.
Make a play for all the
Brightest minds and light will shed.

I heard some P-Funk
Out on the road again.
To get your head shrunk
Is what I recommend.

It's in your bloodline,
A perfect Frankenstein.
Out on that lone pine,
I'm gonna make you mine.

It's understood you wrap
Your voodoo right around my neck.
You've got some glitter on your
Titty at the discotheque.
I put my lovin' in your oven,
Not a head to check.
The last I heard from you
You were screaming, "Resurrect!"

Knock the world right off its feet
And straight onto its head.
The book of love will
Long be laughing after you are dead.
Fascinated by the look of you
And what was said.
Make a play for all the
Brightest minds and light will shed. [x2]

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