Lyrics

I see you, you see me
There's nothing we will do
We're in a bar
No lie
To see a band
No life

We got the power of choice, and the affliction of fear
The chance of hearing your voice, that's why I'm still here
Its by the curve of your waist as you drink your beer
It's something God musta traced, I hope that don't sound weird

I see you, you see me
There's nothing we will do
We're in a bar
No lie
To see a band
No life

When I smoke crack I'm a fiend, and I got just whatcha need
Bought it off James Dean's skinny beauty queen
I like the way that you lean, and by the way that you beam
I think you'll know what I mean, my little whip cream dream

"Oh, my baby, lord you're looking fine now
Lord, my baby, guess what I got in mind? "

But we never spoke a word, no, those thoughts never got heard
Intoxicated and blurred by the boys and the birds
Luscious rushes and fees, lovelies down on their knees
Pickin' up some disease, gettin stung by the bees

Mercy mercy, me oh my
Ma' and Pa', at least I tried
Gory glory alibi - well intentioned genocide