Correction Lyrics Rich Girl (ketchup Love) by Ithaka

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I spent the day up in Ericeira
To try to remove my city hysteria
My car broke down in Estoril
I needed gasoline but didn't have any bills
So I...I took a walk along the road
But no princess here to kiss the toad
I walked up to a great big house
I snuck in the back door quiet as a mouse
And started looking through the drawers for some money
But all I found was the foot of a bunny.
It didn't bring me no good luck
I couldn't find a single solitary buck
Then a car pulled up in the driveway
But there was no place for me to hideaway
A beautiful brown girl came through the front door
Just the sight of her made my sweat start to pour
What are you doing here ? She asked a matter-of-fact
I said, I needed a couple of bucks for the drive back
She said, I could call the police but...No
I would rather talk with you before you go
She said, It's lonely all alone in this great big place
It's sometimes weeks before I see a single face
She said that her name was Angelia
Hello Angelia, so very nice to meet ya
Would you like a beer? She asked me
Or would you prefer hallucinogenic tea ?
Well.......no tea for me sweet girl
Cuz I think I'm already in another world
Do you like to dance? she asked.
No, not very much...I think I'll pass
She said, But this is dancing of a different kind
Let me demonstrate, let me change your mind
Then she put on an old soul jam.......
And tried to shake her butt as best as she can
But I was less than impressed by her shaking
She looked like a little rich girl faking
But then she took her clothes off one by one
It was the right place and time to have a little bit of
fun
After she was naked she got some ketchup from the
kitchen
She put it all over her body then asked me. Guess
what's missing?
I don't know, What? She said, Just your bean pod
Got out of my clothes faster than a hotrod
Then I took a second to put on a glove
Then we got crazy we made ketchup love

SHE DANCES LIKE A RICH GIRL,
BUT SHE f*ckS LIKE A WHORE
SHE DANCES LIKE A RICH GIRL,
BUT SHE f*ckS LIKE A WHORE
I said..SHE DANCES LIKE A RICH GIRL,
BUT SHE f*ckS LIKE A WHORE
SHE DANCES LIKE A RICH GIRL,
BUT SHE f*ckS LIKE A WHORE

Afterward, I licked her body clean
She said I had the sharpest tongue that she had ever
seen
Later we decided to go to the store
We bought so many things, they barely fit through the
door
We bought more ketchup and syrup, barbeque sauce and
cherries
Whipped cream, honey, butter and strawberries
Then she turned on that same old song
And soon she was dancing with a rhythm that was wrong
Shit, I thought, that girl can't dance at all
But then she took off her clothes and walked down the
hall
She jumped on the bed and spread her wings of a dove
And once again I took a second to put on a glove
Then I dove in like she was swimming pool
I stabbed her deep with my loaded tool

Well after the whomping she still wanted more
She went into the kitchen to get the things from the
store
Then went into the bathroom and threw them in the tub
They called to me, Korvorao...you wanna do something
dumb?
Sure I said, and put on that same old song
And soon she was shaking with a rhythm that was wrong
My willy went limp fro-m the sight of her wiggle
I closed my eyes and all I heard was her giggle
Then I dove in to her big bathtub
And started doing things that was dumb
Whomping in a tub full of ketchup, syrup,
barbeque sauce and cherries
Whipped cream, honey, butter and strawberries
She was slimy, she was greasy she was slippery when wet
She was the kinkiest girl that I had ever met

It's a long story but I will make it fast
I never left her house from that day past
We had so much fun with each other
We decided to forever stick together
But first things first, and I took my stance
I sent her to a school to teach her to dance
No more offbeat shaking. No more rich girl faking.
After a few months she learn to groove
She learned to really make her bucket move.
I like to watch her dance with ketchup on her body
She shakes her ass twice and then she's got me
She asked me so sweetly for my bean pod
I get out of my clothes faster than I hot-*rod
But first I take a second to put on a glove
But then we get crazy we make ketchup love

SHE DANCES LIKE A RICH GIRL,
BUT SHE f*ckS LIKE A WHORE
SHE DANCES LIKE A RICH GIRL,
BUT SHE f*ckS LIKE A WHORE
I said..SHE DANCES LIKE A RICH GIRL,
BUT SHE f*ckS LIKE A WHORE
SHE USED TO DANCES LIKE A RICH GIRL,
BUT SHE DOESN'T ANYMORE
(fortunately for me....she still f*cks like a whore)

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