Billion Dollar Babies - George Lynch, Phil Lewis

Billion dollar baby

Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel

Grimy as an alley, loves me like no other lover

Billion dollar baby

Rubber little monster, baby I adore you

Man or woman living couldn’t love you like me baby

We go dancing nightly in the attic

While the moon is rising in the sky

If I’m too rough tell me

I’m so scared your little head

Will come off in my hands

Billion dollar baby

I got you in a dimestore

No other little girl could ever

Hold you any tighter, any tighter than me baby

Billion dollar baby

Reckless like a gambler, million dollar maybe

Fighting like a dog whose been infected by the rabies

We go dancing nightly in the attic

While the moon is rising in the sky

If I’m too rough tell me

I’m so scared your little head

Will come off in my hands

Million dollar babies

Billion dollar babies

Trillion dollar babies

Zillion dollar babies