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    "Deathmatch Mama"genre: Satire
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    A poignant commentary on sex and violence in the gaming industry...or a big, dumb over-the-top 80s-style rock song about (virtual) chicks with guns.
    Credits: Words and Music by Electric Funstuff (Spencer Grey, Jack McCall, and David Langendoen)

    Lyrics
    I've been lurking in the shadows getting all my thrills,
    Conserving all my ammo, sniping all my kills.
    But there's one final foe in this bout
    And she's got a perfect body...count.
    It's no battle of the sexes. It's a matter of reflexes.

    She's a deathmatch mama I've got her in my sights
    And I'm really in the mood to see her gibs tonight.
    She's a deathmatch mama and it seems so unreal
    That a pixilated filly can have such appeal,
    But when she comes for me I've got a little surprise:
    She can try my rocket launcher on for size,
    Cause it ain't no fun unless somebody dies.

    Now she's gone berserk oh man this girl can aim.
    Does she play at work? Does she know it's just a game?
    She riddled me with gunshot--she's such a flirt.
    I know people kill people, but a gun never hurt.
    And I feel my life slipping away, but all I want to do is play.

    She's a deathmatch mama. She's got me in her sights
    And I'm quaking in my shoes I might lose tonight.
    She's a deathmatch mama and though my gun is bigger
    Her moves are slicker and she's quicker on her trigger.
    She's got me cornered. Can we talk this through?
    If there's one thing in these games that's true:
    It's talk never works when a gun would do.

    Don't just watch her frag me, come and body bag me!

    She's a deathmatch mama. I've got holes in my head
    For thinking I could cross her and not walk away dead.
    I was looking to score, but she was looking for gore.
    Deathmatch mama, honey, this means war.
    And I'll be back to fight again another day
    When I'm locked and loaded and ready to play and I'll say:
    Deathmatch mama come and blow me away.
    My bloodlust is killing me today.

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