New York Dolls

New York Dolls - Better Than You lyrics

rate me

My baby

Don't talk nasty about her

You ain't even got no class

I'm gonna kick your ass

My baby

Treats me like a maharajah

Deceiving nothingness

My baby brings me happiness

Rushing on each sensation

In all the gods' creations

With the hysteria

Of the condemned

My baby

Don't you even talk about her

My baby's a bazillion times better than you.

Better than you

My baby

Got mystical frenzy

Tempered by an irony

Verging on blasphemy

I'm gonna see my baby

Find out how she gettin' along

In the twilight

Of destiny's last days

My baby

She says my music's better

It's much better than it sounds

It's better than you

It's better than...

My baby

Don't you even talk about her

My baby brings me happiness

Deceiving nothingness

Better than you

Better than you

She's better than you

Better than you

Don't talk nasty about my baby

Cause she's better than you

Quit talking nasty

Cause she's better than you.

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