Take It from Me

Take it from me, poppers, disco

1980s San Francisco

Steve Lady, Bambi at the Crystal Pistol

I liked it better before you took it from me

Take it from me

Met a big boy in Illinois

Beer can dick in his corduroys

When we were finished fucking

He told us he was married to a woman

Take it from me

Come on and take it from me

You want to watch, you like to listen

But we'll never let you in

You're not a part of us, you're not as smart as us

But you take it over and over and over

Take it from me

Come on and take it from me

Take it from me

T-T-T-Take it from me

T-A-K-E I-T F-R-O-M M-E

T-A-K-E I-T F-R-O-M M-E

T-A-K-E I-T F-R-O-M M-E

T-A-K-E I-T F-R-O-M M-E

Take it from me

Take it from me

Take it from me

Come on and take it from me

Take it from me

T-T-T-Take it from me

You'll never take it from me