• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Tattooed Women - Vagiant
• Seven - Vagiant
• Angel Of The Morning - Vagiant
• Manhattan - Vagiant
• Fuck The Kells - Vagiant
• Ftk (safe Edit) - Vagiant
• Cocktease - Vagiant

Fuck, check her out
The chick by the door
Yeah, she's a surly little girl
I think I've seen her in here before
With that waist
And them high-top Chucks
I wanna buy her a drink -- or twelve
And hope she pulls me in the bathroom to fuck
Fuck, check her out
If I knew her name I erased it
That girl looks great to me
Although I gotta admit that I'm wasted
And all my friends tell me to settle down
But there's a lotta broads in this town
In this town
And fuck, I gotta say I love
Tattooed women, tattooed women
Tattooed women make a lotta noise
I love tattooed women, tattooed women
I like tattooed women and I like Catholic boys
Fuck, check him out
Skinny punk by the bar
I've talked to him before
But I never seem to get very far
He's got that high school style
And he likes the Stones
That kid drives me crazy
But I never seem to get him alone
Fuck, check him out
What's that all about?
I'd like to pin him to a wall
But the motherfucker doesn't put out
And all my friends say he's not the one
And I'd like to stop but it's too fucking fun
Well, it's fun
And fuck, I gotta say I love
Tattooed women, tattooed women
Tattooed women make a lotta noise
I love tattooed women, tattooed women
I like tattooed women and I like Catholic boys
KEY CHANGE!
Tattooed women, tattooed women
I like tattooed women make a lotta noise
I love tattooed women, tattooed women
I like tattooed women and I like Catholic boys

Well this is a letter
To everyone who thinks that they know better
To every girl that thinks that I won't get her
If she's rough with you
There's nothing that I'd rather do than fight
This is a warning
To everyone who thinks that I'm in mourning
You know they're wrong in fact
I'm reassuring you that I'll be true
Won't let no one mess with you tonight
So it's gonna be heads up, heads up
They're gonna get messed up, messed up
For making you cry
And please don't you get down, get down
'cause you were no let down, let down
I won't say goodbye
I got your back until I die
I don't care if you don't want me sticking by
I'll keep ten feet behind just to walk you home
And I'm gonna protect you till I die
I won't let nobody hurt you again
I'll fuck up your next girlfriend if she breaks your heart
This is forever
I'm done pretending that it's now or never
I got no other motives whatsoever than to talk to you
Make sure that you're gonna be all right
So I'll see you later
If you meet someone go ahead and date her
And if she's good to you then I won't hate her
I won't fuck her up
But if she's bad to you well then I might
So it's gonna be heads up, heads up
They're gonna get messed up, messed up
For making you cry
And please don't you get down, get down
'cause you were no let down, let down
I won't say goodbye
I got your back until I die
I don't care if you don't want me sticking by
I'll keep ten feet behind just to walk you home
And I'm gonna protect you till I die
I won't let nobody hurt you again
I'll fuck up your next girlfriend if she breaks your heart
And I got your back until I die
I don't care if you don't want me sticking by
I'll keep ten feet behind just to walk you home
And I'm gonna protect you till I die
I won't let nobody hurt you again

There'll be no strings to bind your hands
Not if my love can't bind your heart
And there's no need to take a stand
For it was I who chose to start
There's no need to take me home
I'm old enough to face the dawn
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Then slowly turn away from me
Maybe the sun's light will be dim
And it won't matter anyhow
If morning's echo says we've sinned
Well, it was what I wanted, now
And if we're the victims of the night
I won't be blinded by the light
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Then slowly turn away -- I won't beg you to stay with me
Through the years with me
On my knees, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel

If I knew when I was young that I'd be older
There are so many things that I would've told you
But I didn't have a chance to tell you about it
Now I'm sitting here and the bar is crowded
So I'm gonna say it now to all my drunk friends
All good people come to their ends
Here's where we lift our glasses to you
Us and all these punks who never knew you
I used to sit alone in all my glory
Now I sit with friends and I tell them stories
About the way you were and the way you raised me
And all your stupid jokes that never phazed me
Here's where we lift our glasses to you
Us and all these punks who never knew you
So take a glass and drink it down
And when they ask you "Whiskey?" you say "Brown."
So take a glass and drink again
Yeah, toss one back for my old man
Yeah, all our friends are here; that's nothing new
The only thing that's missing here is you
One thing's for sure: You wouldn't want us crying
How's things up there? They're good on my end
I'll drink this Manhattan my friends bought me
Heavy on the whiskey like you taught me
Here's where we lift our glasses to you
Us and all these punks who never knew you
So take a glass and drink it down
And when they ask you "Whiskey?" you say "Brown."
So take a glass and drink again
Yeah, toss one back for my old man
So take a glass and drink it down
And when they ask you "Whiskey?" you say "Brown."
So take a glass and drink again

Let's go now!
Walkin' down the street on a Tuesday night
And I'm feelin' good, yeah, I feel alright
But I'm tryin' hard not to pull a switch
On some drunk frat Punk and this stupid BU-bitch
Don't wanna get in a fight
But I'm easy to incite
And there's not a cop in sight, oh
Singing whoa, FUCK the Kells
Whoa-oo-oh, fuck the Kells
There's more jocks outside than the motherfuckin' NFL
Sayin' whoa-oo-oh, FUCK the Kells
Well everybody's been there once, yeah, no doubt
But raise your hand if you didn't get thrown out
Well they said somethin' 'bout my lack of class
Well, you can take this bar and shove it up your fucking ass
Yeah you got some world-renowned
It's not the only bar in town
It's just the first that I've burned down, oh
Sing whoa, FUCK the Kells
Whoa-oo-oh, fuck the Kells
Well fuck you, fuck your mom
Fuck your whole entire clientele
Singin, whoa-oo-oh, FUCK the Kells
Whoa, fuck the Kells
Whoa-oo-oh, FUCK the Kells
LEANNE!
Whoa, fuck the Kells
Whoa-oo-oh, FUCK the Kells
Whoa, fuck the Kells
Whoa-oo-oh, FUCK the Kells
Rise up rock city
Now it's time to raise some hell
Singin' whoa-oo-oh, FUCK the Kells

This is a song about messin' with people
Who've been messin' with you!
Let's go, now!
Walkin' down the street on a Tuesday night,
And I'm feelin' good, yeah, I feel alright!
But I'm tryin' hard not to pull a switch,
On some drunk frat punk and this stupid BU witch!
Don't wanna get in a fight,
But I'm easy to excite,
And there's not a cop in sight, oh!
Whoa, frack the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, frack the Kells!
There's more jocks outside
Than the whole entire NFL!
Say, whoa-oo-oh, frack the Kells!
Yeeeah-ow!
Well everybody's been there once, yeah, no doubt.
But raise your hand if you didn't get thrown out!
They said, somethin' 'bout my lack of class,
Well, you can take this car, fill it up with tons of gas!
Yeah you got song [unsure], (whoa-oh-oh)
It's not the only bar in town. (whoa-oh-oh)
It's just the first that I've burned down, oh! (whoa-oh-oh)
Whoa, frack the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, frack the Kells!
Frack you, frack your mom,
Frack your whole entire clientele.
Say, whoa-oo-oh, frack the Kells!
Whoa, frack the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, frack the Kells!
Lee-anne!
Whoa, frack the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, frack the Kells!
Whoa, frack the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, frack the Kells!
Rise up rock city,
Now it's time to raise some hell!
Singin'
Whoa-oo-oh, frack the Kells!
We're gonna party like mother...

She looks at me and my knees start shaking
But her lips tell me she's taken
It's true, I'm screwed
Struggles forward every word she utters
But my mind's stuck in the gutter
It's true, I'm screwed
You wanna drag me down
To my knees
'Cause you're a cocktease
Cocktease, baby. Cocktease
And I don't mean maybe, that's my baby
She buys a shot 'cause she's always drinkin'
Could be jailed just for what I'm thinking I'll do
I'm screwed
Got my number in her dresser drawer
Wants to hear me scream "more, more, more"
'Till I'm blue. Fuck you
You wanna drag me down
To my knees
'Cause you're a cocktease
Cocktease, baby. Cocktease
And I don't mean maybe, that's my baby
You're like a sunrise in my heart
You smile at me and it just tears me apart
You sing a love song in the dark
And I hear it
You wanna drag me down
To my knees
'Cause you're a cocktease
Cocktease, baby. Cocktease