when I'm shy in waysBut I loveEverything of first impressionsSweet

John two, three, 1: Anthony up dead,

Busta check it out, seeThe only thing you need

around the world, we could make timeRompin' and a-stompin'

think I'll go on a walkaboutAnd find out what

on the corner of civilizationThere's a time, there's a

1: Anthony a radio joe of the biz called

ay ay ay stone cold bush, yeahAnd baby

and my, me and my, me and my, me and

in the middle of June in the summer of '59I

sugar sucker fish in my dishHow many pieces do

an ocean in your bedroomMake you feel warm, make

yeahAh, I got, you gotta give it to

So messed up, I want you hereIn my room, I want

A wanna be gangsterThinkin' he's a wise guyRob another bankHe's a

You give me that funny feeling in my tummyOh shit, yeah,

Mel and Richard Hell were dancing at the Taco

finger paint is not a sinI put my middle

saw your faceElegant and tiredCut up from the chaseStill,

Give it up to this time full of strifeGet down, you