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I used to wear dress blues. I used to get my cues from the dudes in DC with the wingtip shoes
My boss said it was Paris a prison and a justice and you better make a decision
I chose the former cause I heard it was warmer April in Paris south south of the boulder
They put me together tougher than leather They set me on the last cause it didn't know better
Getting it on to the great spot, getting it on to the great spot, getting it on to the great spot
Now I hold the four left, right and center The number one, the hard ass, punk, flag or vendor
Now check the photo finished, I'm in this dissatisfying role
Now I'm posing, I play in the role See I got my blue bars and Bobby De Niro
And if I was you, I'd act like an ex-hater in spirit
Drinking, rocking, smoking, fighting, chill, every shade I got more and there was that
And I gotta just be it on to the great spot, getting it on to the great spot, getting it on to the great spot
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
I'm up to no good, with no place to go
And I barely believe ya
