Getting high on sci-fi and 45s
In my hotel room
I'm lucky to be alive
With all the stupid things I do
It's not like I'm murderer incorperated
I'm just a little blue
A half dressed, half a**ed Angelou
So what? What else is new?
Three on retreat
What a scene!
Going places I've never been
And nothing really belongs to me
But it's me behind the wheel
Whatever happened to Baby Jean?
Cause I dug her shoes
Those short skirts and spit shined candy cane
Oh she was born, born to lose
I think I'll toss off the semi-gloss
Lose a little sheen
Everybody keeps trying tell me but
I don't know what they mean
Three on retreat
What a scene!
Going places I've never been
And nothing really belongs to me
But it's me behind the wheel
Hey, don't try to shake my beats
Cause you don't know what I really mean
And it ain't the whisky or the weed
No, it's just you who keeps confusing me
Three on retreat
What a scene!
Going places I've never been
And nothing really belongs to me
But it's me behind the wheel
Me behind the wheel
(Me behind the wheel.)
Me behind the wheel
(Me behind the wheel.)
It's me behind the wheel