I got a brand new ride, it's parked right outside, getting low on gasoline
Still in the meanwhile, two lanterns bater about rising price of kerosene
It's safe to say, there ain't no better way to get out of this place
Except to Mexico
The amount you gave, was bound set the world again, out of its place
Exceptions all day, the cent you all gave
From the weak side
I'll get her all day
From the Weak side
I got a woman that's sullen but flooring to me
Got all this ability to love and then sit alone with vented kerosene
It's safe to say, I think there's better ways to get out of this place
But then it's said too loud
When you made your way, I wouldn't have sat down in the whole of LA
What gets you away
The cent you all gave
From the weak side
I'll get her all day
From the weak side
I'll get her all day
From the weak side
I'll get her all day
The cent you all gave
The scent you all crave
From the weak side
I'll get her all day
From the weak side