Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, she rolls back
About four a.m. until I know that
3 a.m., we chat, she thinks I know jack
Shit, it's been a while since I spat in this pit
Saw the worry on her lips, yeah, I wrote that
She's pingin' on some dizz
Guess I owe her look to that
But her eyes are still alit
And her brain is still intact
She swings solo
[Verse 2]
Yeah, should I have to reinstate that?
She's been knocked up days with a strange pack
She's looking for a guy who's more than laid back
Know how to hold her tight
The ride's by J.D. Salinger
Well, she likes me (That's nasty), that's the job
The way it holds slack
Lanky piece of shit, but she don't know that
Her man is round the corner with a chrome bat
He wants to knock my head in, hear my bone crack
[Verse 3]
So I'll stay solo
Yeah, I'll fly solo
Oh, I'll swing solo
Yeah, we staying solo
Written by: Archy Marshall
