Fresh Out of The Bus

taking keys to your place
and emotionally i'm sparing the last today
for your sole special role
you ask me what has been said
it's like
all the strangers, the first loves are two sides
and my rusty eyes flow
in the paths that the forsaken hoes roam
and your words fall

she's there to impress me
but it shouldn't throw you down
for this bird don't interest me
the crooked ways of pros

all the same all the same
smoke-covered skinny marionette
a plague out-of-control
but i don't even care
'cause it's like
all the strangers, the first loves are two sides
and though my eyes flow
in the paths that the forsaken hoes roam
oh your eyes glow

she's there to impress me
but it shouldn't throw you down
for this bird don't interest me
the crooked ways of pros
she's there to impress me
but it shouldn't throw you down
for this bird don't interest me
the crooked ways of pros

she's there to impress me
but it shouldn't throw you down
for this bird don't interest me
the crooked ways of pros
she's there to impress me
but it shouldn't throw you down
for this bird don't interest me
the crooked ways of pros