Madness at the palace, Debbie down in Dallas
Talented, young, pronographic actress back up on her feet
Or laying on her back, dropping to her knees she's picking up the slack yeah
Fact or fiction, it's bad for business
Nasty letter writing campaign Christmas
Born in a Christian wasn't listening
Too busy my pleasure my pagan mistrress
I know you're gonna miss me but you can't change history
Where am I missing, chin up chin up
I'm the last fucking cause am I
Baby what can I do to thank you, thank you
Down in the trenches, starved for attnetion
Don't really give a shit but now that you mention it
I'm on a schedule, tight like virgin holes
Pretty nasty but actual natural
O the germs spread far from the far bed
I wouldn't kiss you with his mouth
But how coudl I explain it to anyone else
And I know you're gonna miss me
But you can't change history
I'm the last fucking cause
I'm low as a dog in my bad decision
Baby what can I do to make you listen
Don't know where to begin but the end is nearing
No nothing scares me, I've become transparent
i'm for apologies but you don't want to hear it
i'm the last fucking cause
Baby what can I do to thank you, thank you