Miss Money Penny lyrics
Penance for his sin, he locked it in for just a little while
Lubricating creams, sanitaries would only cramp his style It's a dirty job but shooting guns just makes you horny Wants to spill his seed on guaranteed, service with a smile. Miss Moneypenny Miss Moneypenny Oh Miss Moneypenny Miss Moneypenny Oh Pitter patter of the eyelid on the first roll of the dice Feel the atmosphere, it's gently laced with nicotine and spice It's a long walk home, the entrance of the night is scary Only trouble is, he never learned to shoot the same gun twice Miss Moneypenny, Miss Moneypenny, Oh Miss Moneypenny, Miss Moneypenny, Oh Every job he saves Martini, mobile phone Bastards getting in his way They're all pushing daisies All you need to make a movie is a gun and a girl 0898 007 [repeat]
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