Pitch black with the scent of cat
In a pool of puke lying on my back on the ground
One thing clear I still had a buzz but had no idea where I was to be found
Flashback bout oh…22 hours I was lookin’ for something to do , went to town
Haze of lights, action, beats
Lost myself out in the streets, lookin’round
Yo I was wanderin, ponderin, checkin out the concrete
Homeboys greetin me, “Ayyy” like the Fonz
Sweet rides, Hummers, Maybachs, Hondas
Checkin out Lateeshas, Amys, Rhondas… bomb buzz
Goin like yer moms I was ho’in
Crackheads sellin fake meth like it’s snowin
A no-win situation for sho’, run outta whiskey , see some I’m straight through the door
Back in yet another bar, shot of Jager, PBR I did pound
Voicе floats like silk through air, callin’me like a Swiss Au-pair
To look around…
“Hi!”
Shе was wasted
Wore a big sweatshirt to keep her waist hid
Which didn’t tempt me but her face did
If I hit it, sad memories of bad mammaries, alcohol could erase it
Still there’s been so many girls that I laid with
Went all around the world like Mase did
But never really found my place in it
Eh we’re the only ones in the place, shit… might as well (yeah!)
Told me she was a Mormon lesbian
But had dabbled with more than 20 men
Liked little Jews much more than any sin
Well, I said, then let’s begin!
Hit the bathroom, picked a stall
I wanted to stand but she made me crawl and shout
Through blood and sweat we did the deed
Then she glossed her lips, took a hit of weed, blew it ou ou…. Oh look out! (SMACK)
Something hit me in the head from behind
And although it wasn’t bad as the lead from a nine
Unlike the Beatles I did not feel fine
And I ain’t a Weeble I fell down, like Evil Knievel then I heard this sound:
Stay away from my woman, you know she ain’t for you
Cause she don’t like boys and she only like goys so you best to get a
Clue… ooh
Stay away from my woman, you crafty little Jew
Cause’ she’s mine all mine don’t waste your time she’ll never go with
You.. ooh!
Yo, it was her girlfriend, another crazy Mormon chick
Damn, my dick
Gets me into more trouble, than Barney Rubble, got Fred into
I fled into… the night
Drunk on whiskey, fear, street-light
Trunk sound whips me hear the beats tight
Duck down Driggs it’s nearly midnight
And everything is alright…
I sit down , and lay back to take a breath like I’m lazy and rich
What the fuck is it now? “YOU!” Another crazy bitch!
Talkin bout, “Where’s my abortion money?”
But I don’t play that extortion, honey
You story was suspicious, dubious
Full of clues and no facts but babe clue me this:
We both know you piled lie upon lie
Now you want me to believe you and why?
Callin, textin, emails, tryin’ to dog me
My only regret is that we didn’t do doggie
You got hurt so now have a good cry
Get good and drunk and good and high
And forget that we ever said hi
Cause the only thing I got for you that’s good is bye
Fly… and retreat from this sadness
Vow never ever to repeat this madness
But had to wonder bout the one that got away
Could it be I’d retreated from everything I ever needed?
And took another shot, things started to blur
Dialed her, phone number
But the operator said, “Disconnected last summer”
I’d forgot to remember to forget
Took another sip through tears and cold sweat
To go down easy but I choked up
And kept on drinkin’ till I woke up… up… up…
(Then it was)
Pitch black with the scent of cat
In a pool of puke lying on my back on the ground
One thing clear I still had a buzz but had no idea where I was to be found
Now I’m down, down, down…
