Lyrics:
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's
every moment, time flies moving fast
Take a bike tour, have a beer by the pier
Ghiaradeli square, great atmosphere, it's poppin over here.
Buy
soul, Oakland, California, land of sun
Come through, control your destiny
What's to be of tomorrow if you never fight?
Recite to teach the young so
This is what happens when you call the cops
You get your rights violated or
You all get shot
I'm sick of people getting
Victimized by criminal cops
of the trouble u held so tight
I gave u double coz were all alike
Nothin could save us as one
Heres to our life on the run
You always came to me with the horror
Everyone in California seems like a murderer to me
And if they don’t get you first the spiders might
Most days the reasons why we came out here
SLAB, Slow Loud And Bangin know I'm saying
Texas style nigga feel that mayn
It's going down down here mayn
Pulling out everything mayn, chrome nigga
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
I
the sweat off his brow
And then he said
"This boy is way off the charts
As far as I can tell
Ooh, brrr, mama he's a double XL"
By the second grade
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city
Go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's
done broke and here comes the joke:
Did I mention that I'm cool & clever?
Wrong way on a one way,
Street lights luminate this night.
When we're here side by side,
Each moment breathes new life.
So get right, all that you
to the moon again
Don't think i'm unkind if your world is not mine
cnd you are ordinary people
So take off your makeup
cnd take off your california rags
Your
LIZ:
looking out a dirty old window
down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
NATASHA:
Friday night
You drag another cigarette
And the clock strikes one
Light a match
Crying like a fire in the sun
Like California
It's burning in your lungs
enemies are gonna die, 'cause here I come to assassin
Southern Cali in Regals, Impalas, strapping the balas, the balas
Ah shit, pelones smoking marijuana
enemies are gonna die, 'cause here I come to assassin
Southern Cali in Regals, Impalas, strapping the balas, the balas
Ah shit, pelones smoking marijuana
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below, the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
I
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the
City go rushing by
I sit here alone
And I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
I
MILE HIGH
I bought us round trip flights to Paris baby
Cause I wanna go somewhere and only be with you
I need a break from California lately
Somehow
beginning here
Her father was a coward with a monkey's tail
He's spitting on the flowers at
The gates of hell
I've been picking daisies by the carousel
She
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