Hey, hey cowboy, hey cowboy
Aint I seen you hanging around the nashville? Didnt you used to be a packy back in the west end? Is that right, is that right? Well I see you been through so many changes Heavy changes
I cant say Im hip to where youre coming from I cant say I hip to where youre going Well I see somethings growing in the back of your mind
I give you the willies You dont like my kind
But I can sing like a jingle Sting as bad as any Hey, that you? is that still you? Youre looking mighty new wave I hardly recognize you with that shish kabob through your face But thats all right, yeah, thats all right
I guess youre trying to make a statement You been out on the street Looking for somebody to carve on Well you can ramble,
Just dont go carving on me cause I dont mind the fashion Ive lived with your mind I dig on the passions
The rest is just crap I can sing like a jingle And sting as bad as any Hey, dont I know you?
Yeah, youre the one doing a pyramid party
Aint I seen you before? Down in marina del ray With their spoon and friends You got your pants full of money
Still going through them changes And your nose in the air Youre a record producer I dont really care cause I can sing like a jingle Sting as bad as any.
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