New Radio Lyrics – Bikini Kill

One, two, three, four
I’m the little girl at the picnic
Who won’t stop pulling her dress up
It doesn’t matter who’s in control now

It doesn’t matter ’cause this is new radio
What the f#ck
Is written
All over your pretty face?

The gaps in teeth
The dirty nails
Baby boy, you can’t kill what’s f#cking real
Turn that song down

Turn the static up
Come here baby, let me kiss you like a boy does
Woah (woah), woah (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah
Let’s wipe our c#m on my parents’ bed
Come on
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Bikini Kill Lyrics – New Radio

Bikini Kill

New Radio