The Perfect Bitch en Bullets and Octane

This is story
She's a perfect bitch, the kind you like to take her innocents
And leave in the morning, say goodbye.

Hey!

You can't make this up, this is me
Everything you see
And I know what I know, I could take you home if I want
And I want

Everything you get in all your dreams
So sets your devil scenes
Tonights the night that brought you in to me.

Chorus:
Hey!
This is a story, she's the perfect bitch, the kind you like to take her innocence
And leave in the morning, and never say goodbye
Just another night of whiskey and
Wind up in jail, passed out in the front yard
And do it again tonight
So strike up the band and live to regret me for the rest of your life!

Hey!
Now I'm all juiced up, what's your name?
And do I care enough to know I know your lookin' mighty fine to me, if I may.

Everything you get in all your dreams
So sets your devil scenes
Tonights the night that brought you in to me.

Chorus

This is a story, she's the perfect bitch, the kind you like to take her innocence, and leave in the morning and never say goodbye.