Trash Lyrics - Alice Cooper

Alice Cooper Trash cover art
Credits
publisher: ©EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: Desmond Child, Alice Cooper, Mark Frazier, Jamie Sever
release date: 1989-7-25
genres: Rock
styles: Goth Rock/Hard Rock/Heavy Metal
length: 4:02
producer: Desmond Child
lead vocals: Alice Cooper
mixer: Steve Thompson and Michael Barbiero
engineer: Obie O’Brien
recording engineer: Arthur Payson
background vocals: Bernie Shanahan, Alan St. Jon, Desmond Child, Louis Merlino, Joe Turano, Jamie Sever, Jango, Hugh McDonald, Stiv Bators, Michael Anthony, Tom Teeley, Myriam Valle, Maria Vidal and Diana Grasselli
guitar: Jack Johnson and Mark Frazier
additional keyboard: Paul Chiten and Gregg Mangiafico
keyboard: Alan St. Jon
additional: Jon Bon Jovi
guest drums (drum set): Joey Kramer
drums (drum set): Bobby Chouinard
bass guitar: Tom Hamilton
synthesizer programming: Steve Deutsch
assistant engineer: John Herman, Don Peterkofsky, Brian Sterber, Lolly Grodner, Robert Hart, Duane Seykora, Mark Tanzer, George Cowan, Nick DiDia and Ben Fowler
additional other instruments: Gregg Mangiafico
writer: Alice Cooper, Mark Frazier, Jamie Sever, Desmond Child
It ain't the way you crawl across the Cathouse floor
An' ain't the way you curse me when you slam the bedroom door
An' ain't the way you sweat me for a handful of easy cash
Yeah, just the way you love me when you turn to trash
Trash, yeah...

It's not the way you dress when you socialize, oh those eyes
An' ain't the diamond rock or that Rolls you drive
Aw, you can walk the streets with all your uptown flash, such flash
But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash
You're such trash

I love the way you look
You're such a high class tramp
It's not the way you touch me when your...
You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream and you're finally ripe at last
But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash
Trash , Trash
Yeah you're trash
C'mon momma, help me climb aboard

I love the way you look
You're such a high class tramp, I like a tramp
It's not the way you touch me when your...
Make me understand
You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream and you're finally ripe at last
But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash

Oh
You know you're mighty cool, you know you're mighty wild
C'mon down here with that penthouse smile
Trash
Dirty baby..
Baby you get down low as you can get
Been dreaming hard and put away wet
Trash
What you want, what you want, what you want,I got it
What you want, what you want, what you want,I got it
Hey baby what's your name
Oh she's trash..
Uh-huh
Street trash
How low can you go?
Low
If my love was like a lolly pop would you lick it?
Until you get to the chewy center



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Tracklist
CD 1
  • 1 Poison
  • 2 Spark in the Dark
  • 3 House of Fire
  • 4 Why Trust You
  • 5 Only My Heart Talkin'
  • 6 Bed of Nails
  • 7 This Maniac's in Love With You
  • 8 Trash
  • 9 Hell Is Living Without You
  • 10 I'm Your Gun