But you just licked the envelope Three cheers for my parents, Lonely failed experiments! I guess we'll have to move The neighborhood is on to us Let's join the little babes Throwin' rocks in front of us Riding on my bicycle I pass my sister on a bus

You've lost that loving feeling Woohoo that loving feeling Bring back that loving feeling You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss you're lips And there's no tenderness like before in your finger tips You've trying hard not to show it Baby, baby I

Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Old school Hollywood, baseball Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall Me and Frankie Avalon Old school Hollywood, Baseball Tony Danza cuts in line

Oh yeah, woo hoo Back and forth between the desert and the sea Who I was and I will always be Too bad, woo hoo So sad, woo hoo Got something trapped inside Take me out of this state I'm in Go somewhere I've never been Still alive, where's that paradise?

"Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird" Why oh why must you swoop through the hood like everybody from the hood is up to no good. You think all the girls around here are trickin' up there lookin' like Super chicken At night I see your light through my

Wouldn't be me without you Walk in the buildin', everybody stare Never made it to the room, I fucked her on the steps You either got balls or you shoot like Steph Yeah, yeah, yeah So damn real Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Steve Aoki, woozy gang I

I gotta free my soul from the troubles of lately Follow my heart wherever it takes me Let it flow on by like a piece of driftwood A piece of driftwood Untie my noose Open up a bottle of Whatever you choose You see the naked truth

I'll show you the difference baby (woo-hoo-ooh, woo-hoo) You say nothing's good, good enough You've been broken like way too much Let me fix you baby 'Cause you ain't too uptight You keep it on the low but you know your body wants mine If you don't feel

Smash it up, smash it up And once I get that girl I'll hit it all night long And once I smash I'm gone That bitch is off the hook I wanna tear it up Before we tear it down I wanna light it up Before we burn it down

Smoking out, pouring up, keep that lean up in my cup All my car got leather and wood in my hood we call it buck Everybody wanna ball, holla at broads at the mall If he up, watch him fall, I can't fuck with y'all (Pussy ass ho niggas) I can't fuck with