Hairspray Queen
I was your mind, you were my, my enemy
You were mine, I was your, your enemy
You would mind, I was your, your enemy
You were mine, I was your your ene, aah
You rang
Your ears rang
I was your mind, you were my, my enemy
You were mine, I was your, your enemy
You would mind, I was your, your enemy
You were mine, I was your your ene, aah
At night, wishful goddess
At night, wish the hardest
At night, disco goddess
At night, we'll go, ah
I was your mind, you were my, my enemy
You were mine, I was your, your enemy
You would mind, I was your, your enemy
You were mine, I was your your ene, aah
Wishful goddess, at night
Wish the hardest, at night
Wishful goddess, at night
Wishful, ah
I was your mind, you were my, my enemy
You were mine, I was your, your enemy
You would mind, I was your, your enemy
You were mine, I was your your ene!
At night, wishful goddess
At night, wish the hardest
At night, disco goddess
At night, you were so modest
At night, Crisco lovefest
At night, a mouthful on me
It's like, fish-filled garbage
At night, we'll go, ah
Reina del Spray para el Cabello
Yo era tu mente, tú eras mi, mi enemigo
Tú eras mío, yo era tu, tu enemigo
Te importaría, yo era tu, tu enemigo
Tú eras mío, yo era tu, tu ene, aah
Sonaste
Tus oídos sonaron
Yo era tu mente, tú eras mi, mi enemigo
Tú eras mío, yo era tu, tu enemigo
Te importaría, yo era tu, tu enemigo
Tú eras mío, yo era tu, tu ene, aah
De noche, diosa deseosa
De noche, deseo lo más fuerte
De noche, diosa del disco
De noche, iremos, ah
Yo era tu mente, tú eras mi, mi enemigo
Tú eras mío, yo era tu, tu enemigo
Te importaría, yo era tu, tu enemigo
Tú eras mío, yo era tu, tu ene, aah
Diosa deseosa, de noche
Deseo lo más fuerte, de noche
Diosa deseosa, de noche
Deseosa, ah
Yo era tu mente, tú eras mi, mi enemigo
Tú eras mío, yo era tu, tu enemigo
Te importaría, yo era tu, tu enemigo
Tú eras mío, yo era tu, tu ene!
De noche, diosa deseosa
De noche, deseo lo más fuerte
De noche, diosa del disco
De noche, tú eras tan modesta
De noche, fiesta de amor Crisco
De noche, un montón en mí
Es como, basura llena de pescado
De noche, iremos, ah
Escrita por: Kobain Kurdt, Chris Novoselic