Build Me a Woman (Backstage & Dangerous) lyrics
by The Doors
Build me a woman
Make her ten feet tall
Don't make her ugly
Don't make her small
Build me a woman twelve toed
Build me someone I can ball
All night long
Sunday trucker
Christian motherf*cker
Sunday trucker
Christian motherf*cker, yeah
I'm just a three-eyes boy
Looking for a twelve toed girl
Alright
I don't know what I'm talking about
And neither do you
I'm just a stupid motherf*cker
Just like you are haha!
So why don't you take that little riddle
And stuff it up your ass, alright!
Play the blues, yeah!
This song makes me sick to my stomach, baby
If it ever gets played
You're all a bunch of dumb c*cksuckers, yeah alright
If the music don't improve
I'm going to take a trip around the world
Lay it baby!
Sometimes I wonder how long the blues is gonna last
Cause every song sounds like the one before last
And you can take those lyrics and shove 'em up your ass!
I'd rather go out and lie on the grass
And think about some pus*y
Or some good ol' rock 'n' roll, alright!
Build me a woman
Make her ten feet tall
Build me a woman
Make her ten feet tall
Don't make her ugly, baby
Don't make her small
Build me a woman ten feet tall
Build me a woman I can ball
All night long