Rememer her from tenth grade? I drive a Porsche so I can't complain?? BRIDGE Shit! And look at me can't think of anything better to do That just sit down at the piano
be get you wacked out easy, Yeah this family greasy, Believe me, how the fuck they ain't peep me; Tables turned now the family need me, Yeah i'm on my
to find my baby n' bring her home with me You better run into me baby and be convinced If you don't run into me, woman, you ain't got no sense 'Cause
me a rope that I can't reach As you lay back on your beach I'm not waving, only drowning But don't let it bring you down Don't let it bring you down
they smell like you and when I took a shower it reminded me of you I called Gramma Brown/for advice it happened to me once/it happened to me twice
This is the life, we gone I ain't with the leanin' and rockin' That ain't even seen as a option You're nothin' without focus Woo, Long Beach (Lay your
Jane was a dancer, and Paul was a drummer Christine was a doctor to be Life stretched before us Like one endless summer And that brings us back to me
bathroom floor So I guess, I'll just stand here with my back against the wall While you distill your whole life down to a 911 call So now you bring me
time offenders catchin' seven to fifteen Now, my vision of life, is hell and heaven on split screen Bust your shit like Mitch Greene I switch scenes (Snitch) Bring
my life, yeah And I know you want me to so I'm a do what's only right, yeah I never let you go Wanna bring back before But that ain't reality so-
and possible arrests To last breaths, we livin' the high life avoiding wrecks And passin' the low life tests with stripes' mic checks get blessed On any set psychos bring
there grips, cause you can see me on the highway, the plane, the plane mein, nickatina lake for a slate again, with hot weatha, hot leatha and hot chedda, you bring
of life Livin' on the edge of a sharp fucking knife I can't blame you for never being around I know you never meant to hurt me and bring me down Look
worth to war We did the street life y'all niggas just got involved My appetite for guns is similar to carnivores Dislike me you head on, fight me you
Listen, you mean just one thing to me. You call me when you got $5,000. [Billy Flynn, girls] All he cares about is love Show me long Raven hair Flowin
Too much of that can bring You right back to tragedy more, oh me Losing myself in this race You see me, see me See me, see me, seeing me See me, see me
free My fake i.d. Freeeeeees me Gotta do a few things To make my life complete Gotta live my life Out on the street The difference between us Is not
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (bass) Scott thunes
