6" Gold Blade

I stuck a six-inch gold blade in the head of a girl
 she: lying through her teeth, him: on his back
 hands off this one, hands off! she cried
 grinning at me from hip to hip
 hands off, pretty baby, tough bone then so soft to slip
 oooh yeah
 I stuck a six-inch gold blade in the head of a girl
 sharks-fin slices sugar-bed slices that pretty red-head
 I love you! now me! I love you!
 laughter, laughter
 oh baby, those skinny girls, they're so quick to murder
 oooh yeah
 shake it baby, c'mon, shake, shake it baby
 (ad infinitum)