- Votes:
- Composers:
- Harry
- Ashby
 
- Genres:
- 80s
 
- Tags:
- alternative
- american
- female vocalist
- new wave
 
- See also:
Blondie - Shakedown lyrics
I used to get sick with solitude
 I was always better in the multitude
 But now I like it up here all alone in my ivory tower
 Hi ho at the end of my rope
 I watch it all through a telescope
 I think, I'd have a better chance to see the Pope
 I get so bored with his shtick and his mini minute dick
 And all his high and mighty shit, I'm a witch
 Well, well, well a wish wanna throw it in a ditch
 I'm concentratin' on the big laugh
 You just acting like that damn old riff raff
 Shakedown baby
 I don't wanna have to see
 What you got hidin' in your body cavity?
 Shakedown baby
 I don't wanna have to see
 What you got hidin' in your body cavity?
 Shakedown baby
 Shakedown baby
 Shakedown baby
 I don't wanna have to see
 What you got hidin' in your body cavity?
 I'm so sick of your Jersey rap
 Your slab rat white as a tic-tac
 Why don't you take a dirt nap
 You make me laugh and I know who I'm laughin' at
 Big Jersey hoo-haa
 Like your style, like your freedom of speech
 Like your dirty thoughts, like your cream of wheat
 Tuesday is out
 Never may be great, level down and read 'em
 From the garden state, this is a Jersey plate
 Saturday in pretty drivin' in the city
 Your boom is a distortion
 Your act is a contortion
 The perfume and pretension
 Your hair in invention
 Ha, ha, ha the hive is hummin'
 I thought, I heard it all
 But there's still more comin'
 Put it in, put it in, why don't you put it in?
 Put it in, put it in, why don't you put it in?
 Put it in, put it in, why don't you put it in?
 Put it in, put it in, why don't you put it in?
 Put it in, put it in, why don't you put it in?
 Put it in, put it in
 Shakedown baby
 I don't wanna have to see
 What you got hidin' in your body cavity?
 Shakedown baby
 I don't wanna have to see
 What you got hidin' in your body cavity?
 Shakedown baby
 Shakedown baby
 Shakedown babyBlondie - Shakedown - http://motolyrics.com/blondie/shakedown-lyrics.html
 I don't wanna have to see
 What you got hidin' in your body cavity?
 You said your name was what
 What kind of a name is that?
 Shooting past me on the turnpike
 Should have told you to take a hike
 But there was somethin'
 I don't know what
 That I guess I kind of like, that nasty attitude
 Mediterranean lastitude
 I guess you did give me a rush
 Yeah, you gave me a thrill
 Felt so hot and flushed
 I even had to take a pill
 And your pattern yeah, your method yeah
 The way you deliver long and slow
 The way you get your percussion goin'
 Goin' strong and it's my turn to be blowin'
 Yeah, singin' my song
 You think you know me
 Think again
 Who's your friend?
 Who put this freak flag in the mail?
 Why you sending me this pig tail?
 You back in jail
 I got your post card sayin'
 How it is in that pen your in
 Signed don't forget me, lot's of love from adrenaline
 Give it a rest, give it a rest
 You got one dimension pure pretension
 Cross the river start to shiver
 Over to the big smoke, and it's no joke
 I told you, one more word from you
 About Jersey and you're dead
 Shakedown baby
 And I don't wanna have to see
 What you got hidin' in your body cavity?
 Shakedown baby
 Shakedown baby
 Shakedown baby
 I don't wanna have to see
 What you got hidin' in your body cavity?
 Shakedown baby
 I don't wanna have to see
 What you got hidin' in your body cavity?
 Shakedown baby
 Let me lick that, uh, uh
 Can I kiss that? No
 Let me kiss that
 Let me lick that, come on
 Let me lick that
 Uh, huh, it might be too sweet
 It won't be too sweet












