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The
lyrics to Twisted
© 1998 Stewart Who? & Wayne G
Excuse
me.....do you fuck as well as you dance ? Are
you as hot in the bedroom as you are on the dance floor?
Oh really. ... See ya,....later.. Go on....
get your kit off No, not you.....put it away
Take your dog like face,...... to another place
Cos I can't look at it Lets get twisted
Twisted Excuse me.......Do you know where the
dealers are ? Can you get me high ? Youve
lost the fuckin plot ......why the fuck shouldnt
I I wanna feel the gear......pumping through my
veins I wanna feel the drugs .....fuckin
up my brains I wanna dance all night and fuck
all day I want cocaine on a breakfast tray...
Is that ok ? Think your pretty hot huh ?......well
your not. It just isnt goin on.....You're
trying too hard You aint sex on legs,......
your dregs on legs, man.......and you know it.
Get out of my face. .... If you could see yourself
youd look away......I did. Im sorry, Im
out of it .... sos she. State of her.....whats
she like ? I hate her.....but I love you
I dont wanna come down....I wanna stay high
I wanna get twisted......Im that kind of guy
So later.....Im going. Im sick and
tired of shit drugs and naff queens Do you know
what that means ? Its over, Im bored of
you.....you cant keep up, ... and I dont
wanna come down Is there any one out there ....
who isnt bad luck Ride with me, I dont
give a fuck. Im losing control,..... Im
out of my head Whos coming with me, .....I
ain't going to bed. Have you heard enough now,....do
you know the score ? Ive made it pretty
clear, ....Ive shown you the door. Its easy
this way Ill do it all on my own Put
that pen away. I wont bother to phone Get
out of here .... see ya, later.
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