Flesh and Blood Robot She Is A New Flavor Of Lickerish Lyrics

These are my teeth
I hope you like 'em
Baby, you got the curves to motivate
And we are tired as hell
This is my target of oppertunity
To show you how I move
I'm sorry I'm not your style, sweetheart
But if I can show you anything
It will be who put the f___ing rock
In f___ing rock n' f___ing roll
Cut my eyelids off cause all they do it tease
I'll clean you up real nice
Like my dog cleans my plate after dinner