and hate this Her volume of makeup her fake tits were tasteless So I said Id call her but never would bother Until I got turned down by another girl at a party
what I want Well, maybe I do but I'm just really not sure Waitress comes over Nobody in the place but me and her It must be a holiday, there's nobody
Saw what I had to have her The word out on her Is she so hard to get Independent she got her own And rather be left alone But when I see her I'm gonna
was her birthday so we had us a nice little toast Drove around for a while, smoked a few cigarettes Took her back to my place, she slipped off her party
at a lunar eclipse Bark, growl, scratch every human I bit And choke the fuck out of a bee until I'm losing my grip Maneuvering quick looking for [?] at her
could tell that in a little It was goin' down. I could see it in her eyes, She could see it in mine. I gave her my ten cents, Told her she was a dime
find me by the river Sunken with her party balloons Flowers for the ones you loved Flowers for the lost at sea Flowers for the ones you loved Flowers for the lost at
but stare at her Even when the other girls are passing by She got my full attention And I can't keep her of my mind One look at you, that's when I knew
, wild Westcoast These are the girls I love the most I mean the ones I mean like she's the one Kiss her Touch her Squeeze her buns The girl's a freak
's a warm person when she's not fiendin, swearin and cursin behing the curtain she's really hurtin and while her people don't even trust her at home di
really ready to party then let me hear everybody say "we came to party" (we came to party) I say 1 2 3 in the place to be It's DEV on the MIC I'm a one
girls but none of they numbers are workin, Damn what happened to us? Life can always change, you have to adjust, How come when I got a party you stare at
even really need it You can show up at the party on dirty public transit And I guarantee the cameraman will still be snappin candids Of you and your posse partying
even really need it You can show up at the party On dirty public transit And I guarantee the camera man Will still be snapping candids Of you and your posse partying
big one and felt like a man again, Bought a three decker with two floors for rent He threw a big party for friends And relations at a grand old place
of it just to season my steak So everyday I'd have at least three stomach aches Now tell me, what kind of mother would want to see her Son to grow up
money and run to one of your aunt's cribs And borrow a damn dress, and one of her blonde wigs Tell her you need a place to stay You'll be safe for days
is gettin killed So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield And she got hit now she yellin (Don't leave me!) I told her I'd be right back and