Well, Betty bought a scratch-off first time her numbers hit
She made out like a bandit, $87.30
She gonna get her nails done and her hair to heaven with it
Mr. Baker on the porch with his paper and his pulled-up socks
Dried Patrick grass from the Chevy sittin’ on the cinder blocks
Might hurt the curfew, am stocks?
baby on the on the lip
dice hanging from the rearview the whip
Y Y dreams
Y denim if what mean
all put the on the town
a the world round
Well, Reggie evicted, he’s the neighbor’s shed
Yeah, the may he’s the secretary’s bed
ain’t wanna spread a rumor repeating what the postman said
Coke can’t the scope, daddy’s on parole
Kitchen cookin’ up a more casserole
dreams
denim if what mean
all put the on the town
a the world round
Here the blue lights, up a dogfight
My town, Montgomery another entry
the dreams
if what mean
all put the on the town
a crazy, a crazy
the dreams
denim if what mean
all put the on the town
a the Y world round
