One two, one two, one two titty
I know every nook and cranny in New York City
We’re Ciccone and that’s enough
I’m the Royal Tuff Titty and you gotta taste my love
Taste my love
Come on everybody and rock with me I am the one on the christmas tree
Now working at the word like a moving storm
Now walking up the stairs and cookin' up the (board?)
Trippin' everywhere I don’t fucking care
Put on some dark eyes and waving goodbye
Ciccone
Oh I’m just so down
Yeah
I know
Gene Simmons is another mother
We’re ciccone
We’re ciccone
We’re ciccone
We’re ciccone
Gotta balance that’s jealous that summer on crack made me Like a house of the ghetto
Saying all is one and one is two to many
London, fuck, you’re pissing me off
Hollywood amerika-ka-ka
Won’t you please let me rock you
I’m just a boy with not much to do Everybody says there’s a cup from above
You gotta scream, taste my love
Taste my love
Ci ci ci cici ci ci ci ciconne
Ci ci ci ci ci ciccone
Ci ci ci ci ciccone
Yeah we’re ciccone