From the recording Hey Sicko

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Lyrics

Rolling up in black cadillacs
Beauty Queens are strutting their airs
Me and my good friend Doctor Jack, oh
We’re raising a condition Yeah we’re starting a commotion

Strolling on the 21st floor
Cultured criminals on the prowl
A midnight cowboy shaking a score, oh
Million dollar gypsies sweating footloose in the city

Bitter, lace and leather, Offenders, Everybody Lovers, Sinners, Saints and Pretenders, Say yeah Bitter, lace and leather, Offenders, Everybody shout Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on

Stepping to my jam Suzie Q,
Two by two’s are on the backbeat
Come on baby let’s blow up a fuse
We’re reeling n we’re rocking n we’re never gonna be stopping

Bitter, lace and leather, Offenders, Everybody Lovers, Sinners, Saints and Pretenders, Say yeah Bitter, lace and leather, Offenders, Everybody shout Bring it on, bring it on, bring it...

Twisting outta control, with a bit of rock and roll
Like a satellite spinning around me again-again again again

Bitter, lace and leather, Offenders, Everybody Lovers, Sinners, Saints, Rock & Rollas, Say yeah Bitter, lace and leather, Offenders, Everybody shout Bring it on, bring it on, bring it...
Bitter, lace and leather, Yeah, Oh, Alright, uh-huh Bitter, lace and leather, Everybody shout
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, mmm