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Farah Moans

by Farah Moans

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1.
I love the way she looks She’s so sleazy The way she dances on that stage Makes me want her I ain't going back n forth with you baby No I don’t got the time So come on over to me darling If you’re looking for thrills I'll make you never want to stop She’s a Real Mona Lisa Her naked picture on my wall Just one lick of her lips She'll be the death of us all Now I’m down on my luck I got my last 10 dollars, she’s got me hooked They're going wild as she’s taking the stage Shaking her hips as I blow my wage Sexy lady, she’s misbehaving Looks at me and says babe I’ll be your demon Take me home tonight, promise hon I won't bite Make you feel alright She’s a Real Mona Lisa Her naked picture on my wall Just one lick of her lips She'll be the death of us all She’s a Real Mona Lisa Can you blame me if I want to please her Just one lick of her lips She'll be the death of us all
2.
It’s almost midnight baby Get ready cuz I'm letting loose Call me crazy, yeah Cuz tonight I’m gonna give it to you Loaded like a pistol Comin' right through the door Don’t want a little taste Ya gotta give me some more, c’mon Livin life like a son of a gun 5,4,3,2,1 How do you want it? How do ya need it right now? How do you want it? Underneath the sheets Or out on the streets Anyway you want it Its goin' down n around, look out How do you want it? Pretty little thing Always messin’ around Knock you off your feet Shove you back on the ground I was cold hearted, cheap Yeah she knew it for sure Threw it in my face Just to even the score Shes going round and around and around Talk is cheap, can't you tell by the sound I ain’t a creep but I might be a whore If my baby finds out, she won’t love me no more
3.
I’ve been walking this town for a hundred years Fought so many wars, cried a million tears I've lived through its all, had my fair share Now through it all, I don’t seem to care If I tell you I’m uneasy I’ll feel better come nightfall Can you feel the emptiness in my conscience My facade is just for show Can you take away the pain and the madness Forever live in my In my Comfort of Misery In the mood for a bit of flesh I stalk the night and I make a mess Spend my nights in an empty grave Wait for my time, I can’t be saved I’ve been waiting an eternity Guess I’ll wait an eternity more If I tell you I’m uneasy I’ll feel better come nightfall Can you feel the emptiness in this conscience My facade is just for show Can you take away the pain and the madness Forever live in my, couldn't leave if I tried, forever live in my In my Comfort of Misery
4.
Heart to heart, man to man I just can't make her give a damn The world keeps on turning I'm just trying to keep my fire burning “What is money without friends Yeah there's sadness in wealth” A wise man once said While he cut himself Nothing left to say My lifes in stitches All the way to hell and back Now I'm Burning all my Brides tonight Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Looked in the mirror To see how fucked I was Can’t remember how I got here Don't remember my way back Never learn my lesson Trapped in this toxic dimension This road I’m going down Gonna burn it all to the ground Every night your names on my lips I miss your body on my fingertips
5.
City nights calling once again Looking for a lover, not just a friend Sexual deviant with cocaine eyes What a price to pay, a little sacrifice Ballad junkie, shes a gypsy fiend I fell in love with her picture in a magazine Sex is better high and now shes mixin’ Shes my little Head Rush Vixen Slow down cuz there aint no rush Now youre high on the good stuff Too much aint never enough Head rush, shes been going around Head rush, messing round town She cant stop fucking around Backstage queen in the LA scene, all The bands knew her by the time she was 17 Run away like a runaway train There cant be please without the pain Always craving some love and affection Now youre hurtin’, loves an injection Keeps on beggin’ for some sexual fixen Shes my little Head Rush Vixen Head rush, shes been going around Head rush, messing round town Head rush, keeps cheating around Head rush, she cant stop fucking around Uh…do you think she want some Uh…cuz I think she need some Uh…do you think she want some Uh…cuz I think she need some
6.
I know you don’t really know me But here’s a sip of my drink I know your man cuz he likes my band His eyes wander when my girlfriends around Only here for a good time, not a long time Heartbreaks don’t kill but you gotta do the time Trains left the station Now we’re both, cheatin’ bound Don’t think about tomorrow Just kiss me slow and lets mess around Hotel lovers with some red wine Strangers on a blue moon Two timing doesn't cut that deep It's just a Surface Wound If your man don't care, he aint never there Just call me anytime baby and Ill be there You’re the queen of the underground Don't need no money in this sleazy pleasure town If you like it when I bite In the middle of the night Only here for a good time, not a long time Heartbreaks don’t kill but you gotta do the time Hearts of stone All alone, in the universe Breaking rules Cuz love, is just for fools Like me and you
7.
Well I’m one flirty double timing outlaw with a heart of stone Always on the run, never doing what I’m told She's a hot whiskey woman with an attitude that hits right back When passion rules the game, no one wants to take the blame She’s unlikely, she’s unkind She’s unlikely, to be mine Sweet as cherry wine, this little girl shes so hard to find She’s unlikely, to be mine Telling dirty jokes with the boys at our local saloon Heard us talkin’ bout all the chicks that we use to screw Now I aint the kind of guy to get mad or to reprimand But I bought her a drink and then she gave it to another man Find it kind of hard to say the right words today To you, it might not matter If I left or stayed anyway, if I left or stayed anyway

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All songs written & recorded by Farah Moans
Produced by Farah Moans
Engineered & Mastered by Jonny Bell
Recorded at Jazzcat Studios, Long Beach, CA

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released February 17, 2024

Vox, Bass-Shaggy
Guitars, Backup Vox-Alex Stilleto
Drums-Jon

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Farah Moans Los Angeles, California

Shaggy - Vox & Bass
Alex Stiletto - Guitars

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