stradlater – pourlagloire lyrics
[intro]
one, two, three, four
[chorus 2x]
hop up in my whip, it goes so fast (it goes so fast)
hop up in my whip, it goes so fast
i said when, we come ’round
when we drive into town
you best make sound
for the glory of us (oh)
[verse]
it ain’t real unless it’s grandpa’s money
you’re just a gatsby with nassau money
buy your kid a lexus in oyster bay money
you’re just a city folk, please stop fontin’
i don’t want your drink unless you got macchiato
black middle class living’s a nice street with potholes
yes i chose music, it feels like the lotto
i won’t stop though, i be like a c+ckroach
[chorus 2x]
hop up in my whip, it goes so fast (it goes so fast)
hop up in my whip, it goes so fast
i said when, we come ’round
when we drivе into town
you best make sound
for the glory of us (oh)
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