All come to look for America Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies And we walked off to look for America Cathy I said as we boarded a Greyhound

Hey yeah, can’t see you as nothing but mine And girl tonight, let's go crazy one more time Come on out Mary Jane I’m looking through your window pane I heard the word, you’re back in town I’ve got some cheap cigarettes, your favorite beer, Girl wear the

You gotta make it happen! You gotta make it You could wait for a lifetime To spend your days in the sunshine You might as well do the white line 'Cause when it comes on top Is it my imagination Or have I finally found something worth living for?

Wait by the door, and light a cigarette If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet He slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll Don't that sound like a real man? I'm going to show him what little girls are made of

What is wrong with me? What do I think? I think Invasion of our piracy Afterbirth of a nation Starved without your skeleton key I love you for what I am not I did not want what I have got Blanket acne'd with cigarette burns Use just once and destroy

She's alone in the new pollution She's got cigarette on each arm She's got the lily-white cavity crazes She's got a carburetor tied to the moon Pink eyes looking to the food of the ages She's got a hand on a wheel of pain She can talk to the mangling

Got no self control And I don't mean cigarettes and alcohol 'Cause when it comes to you I can't say no I don't want a taste, I want it all I don't wanna taste, I want it all One little kiss can turn into a thousand One little touch and I'm gone When it

Got a nigga goin' crazy Time goes by, puffin' on lye Hopin' that it gets me high I feel crazy Oh yeah, I feel crazy And Hennessy don't help Throw me a cigarette, dawg! They got me feelin' crazier than a motherfucker I got Bad Azz in this motherfucker

You don't ever let me down You got those cigarettes and cush No more cush I'm sorry that I'm late And I missed your call But you know night turn into day I didn't stop to pause I know I never see your face But I'ma fix all my mistakes

She's alone in the new pollution She's got cigarette on each arm She's got the lily-white cavity crazes She's got a carburetor tied to the moon Pink eyes looking to the food of the ages She's got a hand on a wheel of pain She can talk to the mangling