Panic! Panic!

Electric Six

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[Verse 1] She was my god ma’am and my Aussie-Aussie can-can Living in between the seats is so sweet Have I got somethin’ for you Livin’ for my two dollar two Now turn the other neck-brace, can I get a new face? I like it when girls got money to burn Let me show what I gotta go through Livin’ for my two dollar two Come on! [Chorus] I’m standing in line, hearing a voice I must obey I’m standing in line, waiting for money! I’m standing in line, waiting for my boss to say okay I’m standing in line, waiting for money! [Verse 2] Now point me to the high-high, skipping all night now Make me your bitch if it makes you rich Watchin’ my city burn down! Livin’ through a twenty dollar clown Tell me now-now, Show em how I like a lady who knows what my thing is for Do I really need to hear anymore? Living for my four dollar four, c'mon [Chorus] I’m standing in line, hearing a voice I must obey I’m standing in line, waiting for money! I’m standing in line, waiting for my boss to say okay I’m standing in line, waiting for money! [Bridge] And I won’t panic if you won’t panic And if you get the ticket don’t pay the fine Satanic mechanic in the mid-Atlantic Makin’ drippy-droppy In a Chilean coal mine [Verse 3] Now we can make the sunrise, shaking off fruit-flies Sittin' in a corner watchin' dirty flicks Do you really wanna be in the mix?! Living for my six, sixty-six I’m layin' that train track, have a snack-attack Five Pakistanis workin' in back Cookin on a dirty-dirty grill Give 'em all a twenty dollar bill It’s comin' back up (Hey!) It’s comin' back up (Hey!) [Outro] I’m running on dimes, hoping my debts will go away I’m sending good times, makin' some money! I’m hangin' with mimes, learning to talk a different way I’m cutting in lines and winning the game! Shifting the blame! Say what’s my name?! I make the bluest flame!