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