Sikamikanico

Everybody knows we're Hollywood skunks
Soulful sex and funky monks
My tinsel town is made of steel
Let's twist and shout, let's make a deal!

Hollywood or Hollywood not
We are so lively on the spot
Never sold out, always in stock
Are you deaf or does this rock?

Silly little creature, Sikamikanico
Sitting on a bleacher, Sikamikanico
I don't want a teacher, Sikamikanico
If we're going to reach ya, Sikamikanico

Don't you know about Frank Sinatra
That's all gone because I got up
We don't just play, we display
Got to give it up, gotta do it my way

Shootin' my sex into the cave
Your mind receive my radio wave
Shake it girl, you won't get hurt
I knock my dick into the dirt

Silly little creature, Sikamikanico
Sitting on a bleacher, Sikamikanico
I don't want a teacher, Sikamikanico
If we're going to reach ya, Sikamikanico

Anybody want some, Sikamikanico
Another band on the run, Sikamikanico
Rock it more breeza, Sikamikanico
Never going to treat ya, Sikamikanico

Hey, ho, let's go
Motherfucker, wanna be a gigolo
Let me demolo how it goes
Under ho sittin' on my big toe

Hey Joe, a radio chump
I'll never going to overcome in Hollywood, I'll come alone
Oh no, it would now leave my nose that you blow
Hey, ho, let's go

So paper boy said you want bad news
We doubt our mama's been confused
It's plain to see we rock the groove
If you don't like it, time to move

And all the press, you don't amaze me
I'm not your dick so don't appraise me
Never going to fit your critical shit
You better watch out, you might get hit

Silly little creature, Sikamikanico
Sitting on a bleacher, Sikamikanico
I don't want a teacher, Sikamikanico
If we're going to reach ya, Sikamikanico

Anybody want some, Sikamikanico
Everybody on the run, Sikamikanico
Rock it more breeza, Sikamikanico
Never going to treat ya, Sikamikanico



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Balzary, John Frusciante, Anthony Kiedis, Chad Smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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