Beck Hollywood Freaks Lyrics

Hollywood Freaks Lyrics

Hot milk 
Mmmm...tweak my nipple 
Champagne and ripple 
Shamans go cripple 
My sales go triple 
We drop lobotomy beats 
Evaporated meats 
On hi-tech street 
We go solo 
Dance floors and talk shows 
Hot dogs, No Doz 
Hot Sex in back rows 

I wanna know what makes you scream 
Be your twenty million dollar fantasy 
Treat you real good 
Expensive jeans 
Hollywood freaks on the Hollywood scene 

Touch it real good if you want a piece 
Party people know I'm that type of freak 

People look so snooty 
Take pills make them moody 
Automatic bzooty 
Zero to tutti fruitti 
Sex in the halls 
Niagra Falls 
Local shopping malls receive 
Anonymous calls 
Hot like a cheetah 
Neon mamacita 
Eat at tacoria 
Pop lockin' beats from Korea 
Looking like jail bait 
Selling lots of real estate 
Looking like a hot date 
Banging like an 808 

Do you want to feel this? 
Do you want to feel this? 

Norman Schwartzkoff 
Something tells me you want to go home 
Champagne, bibles 
Custom clothes you own 
Calling up from special area codes 
Hollywood nuns with the Hollywood phones 
I got nothing to do, nowhere to go 
I'll tell you what you want 
If you want to know 
Satin sheets 
Tropical oils 
Turn up the heat 
Till the swimming pool boils 
Let all the neighbors 
Read it in the papers 
Making all those gentlemen cry 
Realistic tears 

Jockin my Mercedes 
Probably have my baby 
Shop at Old Navy 
He wish he was a Lady