Dubye - Max Escobar, Liil Jay & ORWELL

The girl next door knows the score She wants more than foreplay She don't follow fashion She won't do what you say Miss America I really want you to make you feel like you're a queen Miss America I really want to make you feel like you've been seen Little lassie Trouble maker Date breaker Soul shaker too If I had one wish I'd make the whole world true blue Miss America I really want you to make you feel like you're a queen Miss America I really want to make you feel like you've been seen From the mountains to the sea There's a girl who wants to be In the valley burning cities There's a woman She gets a little tired when she drinks wine She gets worn down Relax Miss America I really want you to make you feel like you're a queen Miss America I really want to make you feel like you're a queen Miss America I really want ya

Bimbo beauties beckoning Fizzy banger Said she's a sanger-screwdriver Mrs. Phillips gives head for bottlecaps On the ceiling painted frescoes never lie Wild flowers growing on Happy hour A dyed blonde sacrificial lamb Died during happy hour How far would you drive How far would you drive To rock in another man's grave We went down to Disneyland Mickey died in vain Wild flowers growing on Happy hour There's a time of day Where everything is all right Happy hour There's a point in space Where you don't have to fight Happy hour Happy hour Bimbo beauties beckoning Fizzy banger Said she's a... How far would you drive How far would you drive Fireflies play leapfrog on the sheets Purple spots on your t-bar Tell me what your money buys Wild flowers growing on Wild flowers growing on Happy hour Happy hour Happy hour

Her name was aphrodisia She put me in a spell She told all her friends I could do her well Took her in the alley Laid her on the trash Then she told me everything Put your corner on working girl Smudged makeup around your eyes First you want it get You want it come and get it You need it all the time Nymphomaniac in black She wants your peaches But all you get is cream All you get is cream All you get is Put your red dress on working girl Got another spot on your dress First you hold me You hurt me You bite me Then you burn me You work me overtime Nymphomaniac in black She wants your peaches But all you get is cream All you get is cream All you get is cream How many times can I say that I want you How many times can I pass you by And dare I look inside the sullen door of many colors Thousands of seed lights glowing inside my head And I can't... Put your corner on working girl Smudged makeup around your eyes First you want it get it You want it come and get it You want it all the time Nymphomaniac in black She wants your peaches But all you get is cream All you get is cream Nymphomaniac in black She wants your peaches But all you get is cream All you get is cream All you get is cream And so I walked on down the hall And found myself passionless and not quite able To take myself seriously Now you and I know that I know that you know That everybody around me is lyin' and cryin' and dyin'

I'm proud to be an outlaw I'm proud to be a rock n' roller Just don't want to get judged by the color of my skin Or the beer that I'm drinkin' Don't fuck with me 'cause I don't look like you We can be brothers and wear our different colors too Don't fuck with me and I won't fuck with you Some people got a problem with a man in long hair I don't care Some people don't like a poor boy 'cause they think you can't win For the thoughts that he's thinkin' Don't fuck with me 'cause I don't look like you We can be brothers and wear our different colors too Don't fuck with me and I won't fuck with you We can be brothers and wear our different colors too Do unto others as you'd have others do unto you Don't fuck with me and I won't fuck with you --Repeat bridge-- Don't fuck with me 'cause I don't look like you We can be brothers and wear our different colors too Don't fuck with me and I won't fuck with you We can be brothers and wear our different colors too Don't fuck with me 'cause I don't look like you We can be brothers and wear our different colors too Don't fuck with me and I won't fuck with you We can be brothers and wear our different colors too And wear our different colors too And wear our different colors too And wear our different colors too And wear our different colors too

Don't you worry, don't feel no pain Just wrap your lips around her Don't you fret none, don't feel no shame We're gonna roll 'er up, Mary Jane She's my baby rocket stone her eyes are green She smells like candy and her number is 13 They say she's growin' wild, wild like a weed They say she's loco crazy There's somethin' I best tell you I'm loco crazy too Mary Jane, I want you; Mary Jane, I need you And I heard you were lookin' for some action And I think I got just what you need And we were sittin' in a circle Passin' round and round Mary Jane, I want you Mary Jane, I need you I found my connection down at the beach And my heart started racin' 'cause she's at arm's reach I don't know why I feel this way 'bout you but I do I am hallucinating, this world, fine mess we're in I am imaginating, come to me, Mary, Mary Jane Mary Jane, I want you; Mary Jane, I need you Mary Jane, I want you; Mary Jane, I need you Mary Jane, I want you; Mary Jane, I need you Green buds inside you, green buds inside you Green buds inside you, green buds inside

Black-out Bill, he's my bud, he brings over Jack In the car to the Whisky It's 1: 30, stinking drunk, 50 cents in my pocket Turn around-Vicky! On the cuff, on the house, line 'em up, line 'em down One more round Quarter of two, what to do. Sharks start to circle My my my my my my my Last call alcohol, time we said bye-bye My my my my my my-Vicky! On the cuff, on the house, line 'em up, line 'em down One more round--one more round She said "start trottin' boy, my friends are thirsty" Start trottin' boy, my friends are thirsty Start trottin' boy, my friends are thirsty 14 yellow roses, windows for the light One more round One more round One more round One more round