DO DO DO DO DO
DO DO DO DO DO
DO DO DO DO DO
DO DO DO DO DO
DO DO DO DO DO
DO DO DO DO DO
DO DO DO DO DO
DO DO DO DO DO
SHE'S GOT A CIGARETTE
ON EACH ARM
SHE'S GOT THE
LILY-WHITE CAT
HE CRAZES
SHE'S GOT A
CARBURETOR TIED
TO THE MOON
PINK CARS LOOKIN' TO
THE FRUIT OF THE AGES
SHE'S ALONE IN
THE NEW POLLUTION
SHE'S ALONE IN
THE NEW POLLUTION
SHE'S GOT A HAND
ON A WHEEL OF PAIN
SHE CAN TALK TO THE
MANGLIN' STRANGERS
SHE CAN SLEEP WITH
A FIERY BALL
THROWIN' CHUCKLES TO
THE DYIN' EMBERS
SHE'S ALONE IN
THE NEW POLLUTION
SHE'S ALONE IN
THE NEW POLLUTION
SHE'S ALONE IN
THE NEW POLLUTION
SHE'S ALONE IN
THE NEW POLLUTION
SHE'S GOT A PARADISE
CAMOUFLAGE
LIKE A WHIP CRACK
SENDIN' ME SHIVERS
SHE'S A POLE IN
A STRIP MINE OCEAN
RIDIN' LOW WITH
A DRUNKEN RIVERS
SHE'S ALONE IN
THE NEW POLLUTION
SHE'S ALONE IN
THE NEW POLLUTION