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Waitress out dressed like nurses in bondage |
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Brought me the check, said I want you to sign this |
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Union boy standing next to the rastas |
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There's gonna be a strike and you ain't gonna stop us |
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Three men standing and they love what they do |
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You won't see it coming, cause they wanna surprise you |
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Consider it done, they're gonna stand right by you |
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American punks don't care about you |
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Hollywood what you gonna do |
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Don't say that you don't understand |
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Don't say that you can't comprehend |
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Don't say that you don't understand, this is California Babylon, my man |
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You can take away the nights with sights with bright lights |
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Seeks still ride, engage in street fights |
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Two to the head, pull around, he's dead |
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Suspect fled, caught up with bloodshed |
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No sign of hope, we fight and sling dope |
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Junkies to our left, no fix, they can't cope |
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Violence won't cease, hand me the crow piece |
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No peace or sleep, we fight with police |
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this is the city that'll make all your dreams come true |
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so pay attention |
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[chorus] |
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At last she had arrived, we turned in exhausted |
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Cocaine in her pocket, she can get busted |
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Once again she passes, now she's gone |
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Now she's with her friend, her beautiful young |
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She showed up on the scene, she was 17 |
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Now she's 21, she does some more coke, she does some more coke |
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She drinks some whiskey and she smokes some dope |
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She thinks she's a star [x4] |
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Do you know who you are? [x4] |
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[chorus] |
