i’m beautiful at all the wrong times
i’m sweetness personified
i’m aching to get out alive
i drink hot buttered rum when i drive

i’m dirty from my head to my toe
in a cat-suit or a baby-gro
i don’t come up for air when i blow
you wanna love me, well i don’t want to know

that’s why they call me miss… unclean seventeen

got a wrist like a pneumatic drill
always make sure that I get my fill
i cured my broken heart with a pill
and i eat whatever i kill

that’s why they call me miss… unclean seventeen

I eat whatever I kill

that’s why they call me miss… unclean seventeen

words and music by oliver manning, 2018