Club bunny boiler

You bitter bent up club bunny boiler
just all cross cos you think you represent a working toiler,
of the generation gap where the girls all suck for gak
guest list chit chat high light of the plastic freak girls week
all an none to happy to go out with the DJ warm up geek,

An ya know those conversations ya have with ya self in your own head
Should i get up an go ta work or get back under the covers an stay in bed?
go out with the dirty attitude alpha male grimy drum an bass boy,
or my skipper sugar daddy that provides clean cash for my electric toys,
some good get down an dirty with a brokester on that banging dance floor
or sit an twirl my blond extensions with Frenched up nails like some whore

an does it needle you?
that changes the whole dynamics of the thought process's in my head.
like a disco diva gripped in malfunction meltdown fever,
she gone danced her self to long, into the cess pit of cola wannabe DJ groupla
an all those wicked one liners that just slip off your tongue,
made from a specific recipe to grease the top moment music mans bum.

pinched feet, frozen face, 40 sumthing fallen from grace
an thats just ya daughter, god she wants to go home
but your still bopping in the beach party foam,
bouncing ball tits all in the 'moment' man face,
whats the lesser of two evils woman your such a disgrace