Chop, Chop, Chop Lyrics

	作词 : Cooper, Roberts
	Some people call me the
	Creeper'Cause they don't know my name or face
	I got 'em running in circles
	Because a homicidal genius never leaves a trace
	I'm a lonely hunter
	City full of game
	Walkin' in the neon lights
	Chop, chop, chop, engine of destruction
	Chop, chop, chop, a perfect killing machine
	Chop, chop, chop, it's a symbiotic function
	Chop, chop, chop,
	I keep the city so clean
	Chop, chop, chop
	Some people call me the
	RipperStole my modus operandi from the movie screen
	She's just a celluloid stripper
	Just another bloody player in my splatter-filled dream
	Women on the streets
	Want money when we meet
	I take them for a little ride
	Chop, chop, chop,
	I'm an engine of destruction
	Chop, chop, chop, a perfect killing machine
	Chop, chop, chop, it's symbiotic function
	Chop, chop, chop,
	I keep the city so clean
	Chop, chop, chop
	She was standing on the corner
	With her bright red lips
	Her face was so white and pale, so pale
	She had a black leather skirt
	That was tight to her hips
	And an anklet with a name
	It spelled
	M A R Y Gail
	Gail, Gail,
	Gail

	zuo ci : Cooper, Roberts
	Some people call me the
	Creeper' Cause they don' t know my name or face
	I got ' em running in circles
	Because a homicidal genius never leaves a trace
	I' m a lonely hunter
	City full of game
	Walkin' in the neon lights
	Chop, chop, chop, engine of destruction
	Chop, chop, chop, a perfect killing machine
	Chop, chop, chop, it' s a symbiotic function
	Chop, chop, chop,
	I keep the city so clean
	Chop, chop, chop
	Some people call me the
	RipperStole my modus operandi from the movie screen
	She' s just a celluloid stripper
	Just another bloody player in my splatterfilled dream
	Women on the streets
	Want money when we meet
	I take them for a little ride
	Chop, chop, chop,
	I' m an engine of destruction
	Chop, chop, chop, a perfect killing machine
	Chop, chop, chop, it' s symbiotic function
	Chop, chop, chop,
	I keep the city so clean
	Chop, chop, chop
	She was standing on the corner
	With her bright red lips
	Her face was so white and pale, so pale
	She had a black leather skirt
	That was tight to her hips
	And an anklet with a name
	It spelled
	M A R Y Gail
	Gail, Gail,
	Gail

	zuò cí : Cooper, Roberts
	Some people call me the
	Creeper' Cause they don' t know my name or face
	I got ' em running in circles
	Because a homicidal genius never leaves a trace
	I' m a lonely hunter
	City full of game
	Walkin' in the neon lights
	Chop, chop, chop, engine of destruction
	Chop, chop, chop, a perfect killing machine
	Chop, chop, chop, it' s a symbiotic function
	Chop, chop, chop,
	I keep the city so clean
	Chop, chop, chop
	Some people call me the
	RipperStole my modus operandi from the movie screen
	She' s just a celluloid stripper
	Just another bloody player in my splatterfilled dream
	Women on the streets
	Want money when we meet
	I take them for a little ride
	Chop, chop, chop,
	I' m an engine of destruction
	Chop, chop, chop, a perfect killing machine
	Chop, chop, chop, it' s symbiotic function
	Chop, chop, chop,
	I keep the city so clean
	Chop, chop, chop
	She was standing on the corner
	With her bright red lips
	Her face was so white and pale, so pale
	She had a black leather skirt
	That was tight to her hips
	And an anklet with a name
	It spelled
	M A R Y Gail
	Gail, Gail,
	Gail

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