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[Intro] G [Verse 1]
GLivin' in the car, make it to the bar We'll meet up with the guys who make like Barbara Striesand CThen we'll all split the scene, make it like a dream GWest side Brighton, or we're just ridin' DTurn on all the chicks and Cthen we'll blow our kicks and we'll Gfly highD
[Verse 2]
GBoppin' and shoppin' and make it in West one See ya later, alligator, throw away your Zip Gun CDance instead of walking, feel like I'm the best one GSmoke charges and ridin' barges, cutting out high strung DSleeping on the beaches and make like a teacher CTurned on beggar, say he's a rockin' preacher GStealing all the feeling and make like a rocker, then you'll Dfly highD
[Verse 3]
GMandarin collar king jiving on the sidewalk Intellectual put down all I wanna do is talk CChelsea cats groovin' and provin' that they're all men GCallin' up your lost baby, shoutin' out "Remember when.." DOn a scene with the guys, seeing paintings in their eyes CDriving through the crazy night, looking for a chick to fight GHad a cedar made of bell, blew some smoke and leave a trail and Dfly high
[Verse 4]
I’m Gwearin' shades and diggin' spades, I'm takin' in the night life Crazy Sally in the alley, playing with a filck-knife CMet a chick, got a flat, got a cat with one leg AGboard a Jeep, nice and cheap, I’m cutting out right now DMade it to the sea, just the chick, the cat, and me CEverybody's laughing 'cause the Jeep's cost money GNice and easy baby said the cops to the money and we'll Dfly highG