Paroles: Red Hot Chili Peppers. Freaky Styley. Blackeyed Blonde.
Pumpin' the blood through the heart of New Orleans
She's the mystic heat of the Bourbon Street dream
She's just made out of flesh and bones
But let me tell you little boy you better leave her alone
Leroy Brown thought he was bad too
Till she left him floatin' in the old bayou
She's the kind of girl, she's built like a bomb
She's the blackeyed, blackeyed, blackeyed blonde, get down
Just take
She's blackeyed
She's blonde
That blackeyed beauty with the golden crotch
French electric sex a cock shocking swamp fox
Heaten queen of sleeze she's hot to box
But let me tell you little boy she'll clean your clock
A slick and sly spy stuck in the muck of the moat
Blew his mind to find a diamond in the boat
Double O dooms day for Mr. James Bond
She's the blackeyed, blackeyed, blackeyed blonde, get down
Blackeyed blonde
She's blonde
Pumpin' the blood through the heart of New Orleans
She's the mystic heat of the Bourbon Street dream
She's just made out of flesh and bones
But let me tell you little boy you better leave her alone
Leroy Brown thought he was bad too
Till she left him floatin' in the old bayou
She's the kind of girl, she's built like a bomb
She's the blackeyed, blackeyed, blackeyed blonde
She's the blackeyed blackeyed, blackeyed blonde, get down
She's the mystic heat of the Bourbon Street dream
She's just made out of flesh and bones
But let me tell you little boy you better leave her alone
Leroy Brown thought he was bad too
Till she left him floatin' in the old bayou
She's the kind of girl, she's built like a bomb
She's the blackeyed, blackeyed, blackeyed blonde, get down
Just take
She's blackeyed
She's blonde
That blackeyed beauty with the golden crotch
French electric sex a cock shocking swamp fox
Heaten queen of sleeze she's hot to box
But let me tell you little boy she'll clean your clock
A slick and sly spy stuck in the muck of the moat
Blew his mind to find a diamond in the boat
Double O dooms day for Mr. James Bond
She's the blackeyed, blackeyed, blackeyed blonde, get down
Blackeyed blonde
She's blonde
Pumpin' the blood through the heart of New Orleans
She's the mystic heat of the Bourbon Street dream
She's just made out of flesh and bones
But let me tell you little boy you better leave her alone
Leroy Brown thought he was bad too
Till she left him floatin' in the old bayou
She's the kind of girl, she's built like a bomb
She's the blackeyed, blackeyed, blackeyed blonde
She's the blackeyed blackeyed, blackeyed blonde, get down
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