Hey Eddie, this guy, he's the
real thing
So if you want to come along
You gotta promise you won't
say anything
`Cause this guy don't dance
And the word's been passed
this is our last chance
We gotta stay cool tonight,
Eddie
`Cause man, we got ourselves
out on that line
And if we blow this one
They ain't gonna be looking
for just me this time
And all we gotta do is hold
up our end
Here stuff this in your pocket
It'll look like you're carrying
a friend
And remember, just don't smile
Change your shirt, `cause
tonight we got style
Well Cherry says she's gonna
walk
`Cause she found out I took
her radio and hocked it
But Eddie, man, she don't
understand
That two grand's practically
sitting here in my pocket
And tonight's gonna be everything
that I said
And when I walk through that
door
I'm just gonna throw that
money on the bed
She'll see this time I wasn't
just talking
Then I'm gonna go out walking
Hey Eddie, can you catch us
a ride?
Marco Giunco |
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