Life's been a haze since I flunked fourth grade
Pass skinny speed freaks and hussy DQ's
(Yeah, what?)
For a spoon, I'll sing you a tune
I ain't seen my baby since I sold my soul
When it's time to strut and cut off strings
But give me three sweeties in a new Corvette
(Yeah)
Romeo had Juliet
Psycho killer kids just say "Bam ba bam bam"
Now when you see me walking down the street
With hookers and hotel rooms and cocaine
I make the scene
I make the scene
Ready to murder fools when she comes home late
For my burn faster overcooks my steak
It's all or nothing, no in between
Talkin' to house broke husbands in three-piece-suits
(Woo)
But I just wanna smoke your last cigarette
But give me three sweeties in a new Corvette
A gypsy queen once told me
I rock and roll like Nat King Cole more
(Hey)
(Yeah)
It's freezing cold and my jeans got holes
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
With Little Diddy 'bout slidin' out the back
(Make the scene)
Runnin' outta gas on the fast lane
Guess I sting clits, lay on your tummy
I can't walk, so, I crawl 'cross the floor for more
(Yeah)
I'll pick up clues like Nancy Drew
This little girlie Mary Jane is drivin' me crazy
When it's time to strut and cut off strings
I make the scene
(Hey)
That cat's crazy, I hear he smokes crack
You know 'bout that
It's all or nothing, no in between
Jackie'O had Johnnyet
'Cause she knows, I won't be home for days
When she screams like a psycho and hangs up the phone
(Yeah, what?)
Romeo had Juliet
Avalon's gone and he might not make it back
(Yeah, what?)
(Woo)
And if you ain't her, get out, flew the coup
It's all or nothing, no in between
(No in between)
I sky scrape the heavens in just a sledge can
So, now these days I've been getting headaches
I make the scene
(No in between)
(Make the scene)
Winona Ryder had Johnny Depp
So, then spot a flock of seagulls
And punks don't lie straight to your face, yo
When it's time to strut and cut off strings
Yo, my woman weeps when I walk out the door
But I just wanna smoke your last cigarette
'Cause I couldn't keep my nose away from spray paint
But give me three sweeties in a new Corvette
Struttin' down Hollywood with the Friday night loot
And dance like a banshee underneath the moon
(Make this scene)
Well, Romeo had Juliet
(No in between)
I got six in the clip and a box in the drawer
When your lover just won't let you be, ha, ha, ha
You don't know, how a mother fucker could be so dull
Many lookin' trannies wearin' high heel boots
But now her other lover's sendin' me death threats
(Make the scene)
Off to a place where the brothers got grace
But I just wanna smoke your last cigarette
I make the scene
It's Mickey Av with sticky hands
And painted ponies going up and down in my brain
In the Vienna streets, got my feet all swollen
Lyrical my, oh man, with stylish fans
(Woo)
"Mickey, if you don't get it together you won't see twenty"
(Yeah)
And hop in my caddie towards the liquor store
(Hey)
Jackie'O had Johnnyet
The dial tone leaves a lump in my throat
(Make this scene)
But plenty honey's give me money for their cunnilingus
I take it personal when her moans are fake
I make the scene
We used to be a happy pair when we first met
Hot shot cars and helicopter parts
Now hold that thought and lock the door
