Saint Judy She's staggering across the floor Saint Judy Behaving like a whore Saint Judy She's giving it all the tears She tears her dress Looks a mess Well I've wanted to do it for years Well I've wanted to do it for years
Now I had a dream Well, more a fantasy Kip Noll, John Holmes and me All in bed we were going O.T.T. What a sight to see What a sight to see
Well a diva a day Keeps the boredom away I love 'em when they throw up their arms And they bathe in that applause Shouting Screaming Singing Stamping Slamming hotel doors Champagne chilled And the pills well spilled All wide eyes And overkill
Minks The drinks The curves The kinks Always acts before she thinks Well that's what you call a star boys That's what you call a star
Too many of my skeletons In other people's closets Too many people taking Without leaving deposits Too many people bringing me down Bringing me down
Well they may find me on a hotel floor High heels in a pool of gore Curtains closed And a bolted door Breaking every law
And if I die before I wake up I pray the Lord don't smudge my make-up The dress will be fine when the hem I take up The dress will be just fine
Sometimes I feel like a moral-less child Sometimes I feel that I've gone too wild Spilled my guts Done myself in Died for a multitude of sins It feels good to die for your sins It feels so good So good boys
Well, let's all put on our sequinned dresses And end it all in tears Lets all holler and beat our breasts Ending it all in tears Christ I've wanted to do this for years
Saint Judy What are we going to wear? Saint Judy Our souls we're gonna bear Saint Judy She's squeezing out those tears She tears her dress Looks a mess Christ I've wanted to do this for years
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