Richie Castellano - Back of a Truck lyrics

[Chorus] She lifted the monument in her monumental arms She was the mother superior with her carry-on luggage charms She was this androgynous powder nosed girl next door She had eaten her dog and she was back for more, back for more, back for more Oh, she was back for more Some more? Yes please, some more [Verse] Her gym teacher thought himself a sweat sock demi god And her geraniums thought themselves an alien pod Her front porch gave way beneath her cla**ified weight And when the ambulance came they said it's much too late Oh, it's much too late. Oh, it's much too, much too late Oh, it's much too late How late? Very late, too late Now, the people of New Guinea and the people of LA Have been pen pals for years cause they both hate ballet Only the pandas and bears have made a clean getaway But the news bulletin claims it's gonna to be ok Now, Miss Lucy had a sweatshop where the immigrants worked Problem was they all turned to pumpkins at the twelve o'clock stroke Promptly confiscated by police precinct number X That was when the alien geraniums demanded the facts No violence, of course. No violence, no violence, of course Hey, hey no violence, of course. Of course. Why yes, of course I mean, I mean, of course. Why yes, of- of course Here the story gets hazy and her hair gets too long And the TV gets quiet as we hear a real bad song The mothers get whiskey and the girlfriends get tongue And there's a back of a truck selling smoke free lungs And there's a back of a truck selling alien pods And there's a back of a truck selling game show hosts And there's a back of a truck selling the souls of the dead And there's a back of a truck selling crumb free bread This is New York! Now, there's a back of a truck selling the back of a car And there's a back of a car selling roadway maps And there are roadway maps selling the back of a head Hey, how much for that back of a head, man? Hey, wait a minute... Hey, wait a minute Wait a minute, that's- wait a minute, that's my back of a head! Hey, you can't sell that, man! That's my back of a head! Hey, hey sell it back to me, man. Sell it back to me Hey, it's- it's mine. M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-mine! [Chorus] She lifted the monument in her monumental arms She was the mother superior with her carry-on luggage charms She was this androgynous powder nosed girl next door She had eaten her dog and she was back for more She had eaten her dog! D-O-W-G She had eaten her dog, d-d-dog, d-d-d-dog, d-d-dog She had eaten her, eaten, eaten her, eaten, eaten her- ohh Mmmm-mm-mmm. Oh-ohh-ohhh-ohh. Oo-ooo-ooh Oo, some more? Yes please, some more Some more? Yes please, some more