Texty:
Pulp Lipgloss

No wonder you're looking thin When all that you live on is lipgloss and cigarettes And scraps at the end of the day when he's given the rest To someone

lipgloss Honey, Oh yeah. Now nothing you do can turn him on, There's something wrong. You had it once but now it's gone, Oh yeah. You've lost your lipgloss

lipgloss Honey, Oh yeah. Now nothing you do can turn him on, There's something wrong. You had it once but now it's gone, Oh yeah. You've lost your lipgloss