Make-Up Box

by Evil Zombie

On we plow
The big rock star try to put his hand on my chest
Try to tell me, tell me he's the best
And I give a goddamn but

I got my make-up box and I'm armed real well
I got my make-up box and I'm armed real well
I got my make-up box and I'm armed real well

I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock-n-roll groupie
I wanna grow up
I wanna be so everyone fucks with me

I got the make-up brushes in my purse, try and get me down
I wanna go down, gotta go down
To the backstage, gonna go down at the backstage
I wanna go down

Next rock star gonna get my body
Next rock star gonna get my body
Next rock star gonna get my body
Next rock star

Bam bam bam, bam bam bam, bam bam bam, bam bam bam

I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock-n-roll groupie
I wanna grow up
I wanna be so everyone fucks with me