Lyrics:
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
me
To walk down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
punched her in the mouth
Her fingers white with prying
Then he took his crash helmet
And smashed in her friend's cheekbone
Yes, you can stop, I think she
a parked car yeah
But until the day you learn to surf or skate
College jackoff faggots
Sportin oakley shades
All on rollerblades
Crash helmets to be
me
To walk down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And wears this white crash helmet
He has gold chains on his leather jacket
me
To walk down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
embarrasses me
To walk down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears this white crash helmet
He had gold chains
On his leather jacket
To walk down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
should wear crash helmets when they're making,
Dig seal,
Get real,
Is God really groovy?
Is God really groovy?
Good news, the shoes are blue
You've
and crying
As he punched her in the mouth
Her fingers white with prying
Then he took his crash helmet
And smashed in her friend's cheekbone
Yes you can
crash-helmet is on
i'll just light another
of your cigarettes
and the ghosts that haunt this house
will slowly fade away
down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
And he wears his white crash helmet
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back
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