She fed me strawberries and freezer-burned ice cream I said, "Goodbye, I guess" She lifted up her dress and so I must confess We made out one more time
Drum solo
I met a little girl and I settled down In a little house out on the edge of town We got married, and swore we'd never part Then little by little we
Yo Jeff, what's up Holmes? Yo what's up Prince? Yo what's up man? Aey where's my car at? Where's your car, why you askin' me? No I parked my car right
Summer time and the wind is blowing outside In lower Chelsea and I don't know What I'm doing in this city The sun is always in my eyes It crashes through
Killer B, yeah, rest in peace, I'm sayin' son Ain't no room in this game for everybody, you know? But uh, we gon' do our thing baby, we gon' do our thing
Mary got a brand new car Mary got a brand new set of wheels Now everyone here is so charged Man, you don't know how good it feels And we wanna go where
Save a dream for me, the words hang in the air Her demons take the dare Above the lonely feather circles to the ground The house don't make a sound Turn
Engine, engine number nine, Comin? down the railroad line, How much farther back did she get off? Old brown suitcase that she carried, I've looked for
[AK 47] Just bet out da bed Cross over to some warm nice head Sippin' on da last night mo wed Try na get dress So I guess I pull out a tooth pic Of a
thing in the morning we'll be feeling all right All right, all right, all right, all right Get on your bad motor scooter Get on your bad motor scooter Get on your bad motor
I took the car and drove off to the hills Saw the flashing lights and saw them die I left behind society that kills Me and Nancy waved them all goodbye
They don't know how old I am They found amour in my belly From the 16th century, conquistador, I think They don't know how old I am They found amour
I stopped to fill my car up The car felt good that day I didn't know where I was going But it felt good for a change A five and a pocket full of silver
Ya know, the Motor City is burning, babe There ain't a thing in the world they can do Ya know, the Motor City is burning people There ain't a thing that
I got no reason to be paranoid What's on the hook that's what I avoid I was born underwater without a sound With my friends in the drink and the sea all
Help, the devil's in my car Help, the devil's in my car Help, the devil's in my car Devil's in my car, whoa please Let me be alone We're really tearin
(VERSE 1) Nobody knew the people who were needing to save time So anxious to the little few unnecessary crime Wo! Everyone saw your reasons for cruising