Betty Silicona
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Betty Silicone
Betty Silicone
wanders through the D zone,
she hears the echo of her steps,
Boris from the KGB.
She’s all about the vibes,
but she’s dressed like a spy,
with a slip-up in another bed,
from the other side of the Rhine.
Betty was born for love,
for nothing conventional;
Betty was born for love,
for the ultimate love.
Made up with champagne,
she’s already forgotten him;
she’s scheming new plans
at the Roxy Hotel.
She can’t do it
without her spy movie;
I just want to make her
mine tonight.
Betty was born for love,
for nothing conventional;
Betty was born for love,
for the ultimate love.
Betty Silicone
wanders through the D zone,
she hears the echo of her steps,
Boris from the KGB.
She’s all about the vibes,
but she’s dressed like a spy,
with a slip-up in another bed,
from the other side of the Rhine.
Betty was born for love,
for nothing conventional;
Betty was born for love,
for the ultimate love.
Betty Silicone, Betty Silicone
