Songtexte: Rickie Lee Jones. Flying Cowboys. Ghetto of my mind.

Oh, please baby
You know I like you

Savin' all my money all week long
So I can go out drivin' with you
Down on Hollywood Boulevard
On Friday night, dressed right

I don't take no trouble smoke at the wall
But I still have that leopard-skin hat
That you gave me way back
Before it was cool and they took it to school

Here in the ghetto
The ghetto of my mind
Y aqui, the ghetto
The ghetto of my mind

Hey today we wild it up, wild it up
Yeah we wild it up, wild it up
Today we wild it up, wild it up
C'mon baby we wild it up, wild it up
Wild it up, wild it up

I like to dance with my rooner
'Cuz when we dance it feels like
We are who we're meant to be
He puts his arms around me
And I put my arms around him
Ooh, I feel satisfied and free

One night I tied my bandanna around his wrist
And we started to sway and it felt so good
He said, "Looky here Mama, looky here
I think I better just see you safely out of the neighborhood"
That is to say

The ghetto
The ghetto of your mind
Y aqui, the ghetto
The ghetto of my mind

You know we wild it up, wild it up
Wild it up, wild it up
Wild it up, wild it up
Wild it up, wild it up

Oh, we wild it up, wild it up
Oh, wild it up, wild it up
Oh, wild it up, wild it up
Wild it up, wild it up

Outside my window the noise is all I've got
There are no stars in the sky
Just the sirens and queens
Breakin' glass down in the parkin' lot
Yeah, that's the world where I live

Sometimes I wonder, oh, how can I go on everyday
But I know that the world you make inside your head
That's the one you see around, that's what I said
Yeah, but the one you see is the one that you make

Inside of the ghetto
The ghetto of your mind
Y aqui, the ghetto
The ghetto of my mind

Hey c'mon now
We wild it up, wild it up
We wild it up, wild it up
Hey, we wild it up, wild it up

Oh, we wild it up, wild it up
Oh, we wild it up, wild it up
Oh, we wild it up, wild it up
Oh, we wild, wild

Oh, we wild, wild
Wild it, wild it
Oh, we wild it, wild it
Oh, we wild it, wild it
Wild it up

The ghetto of my mind
It's the way I feel the ghetto
In the ghetto of my mind
The ghetto