She eats her burger, bloody as hell
Five-dollar shake, payed for sugar and milk
She's the one who likes this wax museum, and she says I'm square?
Bitch left me hanging, on a real bad joke
Went into the bathroom, to sniff her French coke
Sixties nostalgia went to her head, and she started a movement
Closer to the edge now, miss Monroe
Mia shake your hips, in that way that you do
Babe let's do the twist, till we both get sick, from the vertigo
I turn red, when you twist and shout
You hit the floor, and you spin around
Baby I could shake it with you all-night-long, if you show me how
Bitch it's a shame, I got two left feet
We start to move, and you sharpen your teeth
I got the fangs of a rattlesnake, biting down on me
Closer to the edge now, miss Monroe
Mia shake your hips, in that way that you do
Babe let's do the twist, till we both get sick, from the vertigo