Cool As It Gets (G. Kooymans/B. Hay) 2012 Tits ’N Ass

Black silk stockings ready for rockin’, that’s all your mamma needs
To get close to dying, overboiled and frying, you’re all she ever wanted to be
Gonna spread your wings and do wicked little things, almost ready to fly
Into the night and take a carefull bite of what is never forseen

Mother tries buying off the Lord, beggin’ for guidance and your soul
But you got fire inside your brain and that’s as cool as it gets

Every time she hears a knock, it’s more than enough to feel paranoid again
Might be Frankie, maybe bad Johnny filing nails ready to sin
Give a little give, give a little take, mamma’s back on her knees
You’re so excited, illuminated and lighted up like a Christmas tree

Mother keeps tryin’ to inspire the Lord, beggin’ for guidance and your soul
But you got fire inside your brain and that’s as cool as it gets

Right from the slow you’re ridin’ in the fastest lane
Ain’t no turning ‘round to where you’ve always been
Take my advice that this whole life is nothin’ but a lonely game
Just go ahead, go ahead, tonight’s your night baby

Right from the start you’re headin’ for the fastest lane
Ain’t no turnin’ back to where you’ve always been
Take my advice that this whole life is just a lonely game
Just go ahead, go ahead, tonight’s your night baby

Cool as it gets…