And I like pianos in the evenin' sun
Radar systems piercin' the souls
I'm the enchanting wizard of rhythm
Because I get down, I get down
Tender horns blowin' when my jewelry froze
Who are you?
Face down in the guarantees
Jaundiced honchos gettin' busy with ease
All my days I got the grizzly words
Yo soy un disco quebrado
You never lose in your razor blade shoes
Yo tengo chicle en mi cerebro
Karaoke weekend at the suicide shack
Shocked my finger, spicin' my hand
I get down all the way
Drivin' my pig while the bands takin' pictures in the grass
I came here to tell you
I'm a ass, ass, ass
Yo tengo chicle en mi cerebro
I can't believe my way back when
Western Unions of the country westerns
I've been spreadin' disease all across the land
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm a ass, ass, ass
My Cadillac pants goin' much to fast
Beautiful air conditioned, sittin' in the kitchen
Yo tengo chicle en mi cerebro
Yo soy un disco quebrado
Wishin' I was livin' like a hit man
Hijacked flavors that I'm flippin' like birds
Stealin' pesos out of my brain
Yo soy un disco quebrado
Sawdust songs of the plaid bartenders
Silver foxes looking for romance
You never get caught with the wax so rotten
Saturday night in the captain's clothes
And my radio's smashed
Draggin' my heals 'til my day is done
Why did you come here?
In the chain smoke Kansas flash dance ass pants
Community service and I'm still the mack
And you got the hotwax residues
Hazard signs down the Alamo lanes
