is what your death would be like i'll crash alone and clean alone and this is what your death would be like i'll drink alone and dream alone your number
to spend some time on my knees and just wait for death to come to me are you ready we all need a push sometimes or a shove running through the streets drunk keep your
around my girl actin' like Mr. Friendly And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley I spotted her like Spud McKenzie And for them fake boobies I payed them Benjies Get your own, I got Paris
like Mr. Friendly And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley I spotted her like Spud McKenzie And for them fake boobies I payed them Benjies Get your own, I got Paris
bandstand. And now, here he is, the star of our show, Dick Clark." "Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do for your country." -
be your friend, just don't pretend to be bougy We come at anytime and hit the beach and Jacuzzi I'll do anything just to see your tan and your two piece
ain't playing with this game So pop a tape in your deck, and go on do your thang [Big Dex:] I'm in your eardrum like bass mantliss, I got bad habits
