Oh, next light bust a right. It's not gonna be too hard. If there's no parking on the street pull up on their front yard. Don't bring no vodka, or whisky
I just don't know what to do I just don't work right without you I get busted up, need fixing up now baby My senses stop making sense No wait, that
Little miss lost and found She's driving all around this town She won't go home She won't go home Listening to Biggie Smalls And now she's screening
Cool cops are gonna be the death of you when they get a hold of you - so get down on the ground cool cops are gonna throw the book at you when they get
Friday night, I pull into the station. The same routine, the same old situation. Pushing through the crowd and then i hear a song. I wonder if the good
I get a feeling maybe something's wrong Everyday that she hasn't called It's getting difficult since Debbie's been gone Yeah, Debbie is gone Yeah Clearly
Here she comes brighter than the california sun I say girl are you alright? you know I can't believe the way you shine tonight A northern treasure measure
In the night time I can feel it I can tell it I can sell it in the night time I can see it I just wanna be it so I can yell it Has everybody in this
Am I only dreaming did the world slow down? don't believe I've ever seen you around When did you get here? How long have you been here? I'm bending
A picture of the two of us I don't remember when the crazy me and the devil by my side well I just can't help but crack a smile Every now and then
Call me Kevin, Chris or Johnny, George, whatever you choose I'm in disguise telling lies I got nothing to lose You were looking out for number one
