Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89 Heavy, slim, big, large, girls with lots of gook, Cover girls and and model types, girls who've got the look Young butterfly, tulip petal, mahogany devine, Ok, we're on the air live from Lake Merit in Oakland,

When we're tangled up and and can't resist When we feel that rush, that's where it it is In a midnight talk, in a morning kiss When I'm I'm in your arms, that's where it it is That's where it it is In the circles I've been running I've covered many miles And And I could

And I guess that's why they call it it the blues Time on my hands could be time spent with you Laughing like children, living like lovers Rolling like thunder under under the covers Wait on me girl Cry in the night if it it helps But more than ever I simply love you

I can't understand why I've been put here I'm I'm stuck in a world of sympathy With nobody watching over over me To all those not living in the here and and now And And the words roll over over and over over Yet our hearts will never be lifted Where did they go? The days we used

When I wear his shirt, it feels like, like his skin over over mine And And the little holes and and tears and and shreds on it it are, are, are the The memories of the past that I wasn't there for, but, that somehow I, I, I Feel like I understand more when it' it's against my

I'm, I'm, I'm I'm under and and over it. You can live just like a star. I'm I'm under and and over it it all. (I'm I'm under and and over it.) You can be me and and I will be you. I'll take my sanity, you take the fame. Did you hear the one about me being a punk? Did you hear the one

Get off your ass and and hustle Niggas they runnin' for cover I'm I'm fuckin' your bitch under under covers I'm I'm the definition of a hustler I was juggin' so hard, got busted (busted) Them lil' model bitches ain't nothin' I would hustle so hard, my wrist straight

Yeah, and you don't stop (Cause it' it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop) Tonight's the night I get in some shit (yeah) Deep Cover on the incognito tip Killing motherfuckers if I have to, peeling caps too Cause you niggas know I'm I'm coming at you I guess that's part

Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh I'd do it it all again (oh) Speed speed, speed speed oh oh We were high and and we were sober We were under, we were over over We were young and and now I'm I'm older But I'd do it it all again Getting drunk on a train track Way back, when we

And now that I'm I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches Needle and and the thread You watch me bleed until I can't breathe I'm I'm tripping over over myself Gotta get you out of my head Gonna wind up dead Got a feeling that I'm I'm going under under But I know that I'll