Dog Fashion Disco

Chapter Seven. Private Eye Lyrics
I'm the private eye,
Hot on your trail
The top gun for hire

You'll find me lurking in the shadows,
Always searching for a clue
I'm the bulletproof detective
I got my eye on you

[Spoken:]
Snapshot of the parking lot, man and woman embrace
Partners in crime ignite the infidelity into these crimes of passion.
Betrayal? I see it every day,
Like my own reflection in the mirror staring back at me.
Another case, another bottle of booze, life is no longer a mystery to me.

'Cause I'm the private eye,
Hot on your trail,
The top gun for hire

You'll find me lurking in the shadows,
Always searching for a clue
I'm the bulletproof detective,
I got my eye on you

[Spoken:]
11:18 PM, subject is checking into the Desert Palms motel,
Accompanied by unknown female.

[Spoken dialogue:]
So, what turns you on?
* Pretend you're dead, that'll turn me on.
You're a sick little fuck, aren't you?
* I just get what I want. Even if it's by force.
You don't have to rape the willing. You got anything to drink around here?
* I'm not paying you to sit around and drink.
Well then shut up, I'll punch the clock, and you can fuck me 'til the blood scares you.
* Oh, yeah
Fuck.
* Take it all, whore. Dirty little bitch. Good little girl. Say goodnight, bitch!

Meow.




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