Jovencito works the parking lot
Back in the corner where the street lights out
He got a broken plastic radio
Swings his hips to every song he knows
And he goes, ahhhhh
Little sister got a list you know
Full of people that have got to go
In the shadows she can hardly wait
As Jovencito slides and swings the bait
And she goes, ahhhhh
There's not a lot that I can say to you
There are no words I know to change the past
If there's a god up above you can pray to
Then say it now and say it fast
Out here on the streets where you're lions or meat
Victim or villain, sometimes in between
Hammer or nail, dagger or sheath
But you look a lot like him, and that's good enough for me
There's not a lot that I can say to you
There are no words I know to change the past
If there's a god up above you can pray to
Then say it now and say it fast
Come on
There's not a lot that I can say to you
There are no words I know to change the past
If there's a god up above you can pray to
Then say it now and say it