Savage night on a misty island. Lights wink out in the canyon walls. Two old boys in a stolen racer. Black rubber contrails in the unwashed halls. And
Lucky Boys Confusion no we're not from Long Beach But from Chicago, we'll make your mind boggle If you meet the fungi from Colorado Always kicking down with our boys
A good time here don't cost much money Just a little sweet talking and a pretty native honey And you're set for life Or one hell of a night I'm gonna
the eyes of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night
the florida beach I aint hard to reach so nice to meet Every night we meet you prolly fight with me Say its fine with me to spend the night with me No
be Something more than just metal Now I'm going part time With a film projectionist And she's the vinyl queen From my surfer dream She likes the beach boys
gotta feeling, woohoo, that tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good, good night A feeling
Word word word word [Nas] I come through in a new double R listening to smiling faces Check out my jewelry pound in your faces Italian air forces leather
cats know about that [R] Say lady, I'm liking what I see Come on and talk to me baby, baby, baby Can't you see one night is all I need We'll go somewhere
eyes of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night in