Lyrics:
the morning
Loud music with the windows down
My favourite getaway
Pinstriped suit on the ground
I can hear them from the basement
Why do they always step so
A devastating backstroke
All the way from France
With shiny, shiny cufflinks
A shirtsleeve to enhance
The pin-striped men of morning
Are
A devastating backstroke
All the way from France
With shiny, shiny cufflinks
A shirtsleeve to enhance
The pin-striped men of morning
Are
seven-ten he's downstairs drinking his tea.
So put a shine on your shoes,
Put on your pin-striped suit.
Can't lose those early-morning-can't-stop-yawning,
a chick, and the band plays some rock n' roll
He's a pinstriped city slicker
Rock n' rolling Tommy Cricker
Dancing to the music when the day is done
He's
in the morning rush
Pinstriped people wanna rip your spine out
You can't take it any more, you really need a time out
Checking your mail for
Pinstriped suits, for the photoshoot
Hand me the loot, and I'm gonna shoot
Marry Ennet, make you wanna scream
Entry to, to your wildest dream
Sex menage's
should've kept his eyes on the undiscovered skies
A well groomed robbery I'm intrigued
Your white lie pinstriped jacket
Some black tie underpriced magic
Is
and pin-striped bosses role the dice
Any way they fall guess who gets to pay the price.
Money green or proletarian gray, selling guns instead of food today.
So
I'm gonna love somebody to death
I'm gonna shave shower shine my shoes and shampoo
Break out my pinstriped suit with the matching vest
Climb in my four
a lot of loot (If you had a lot of loot)
I'd find me a tailor to whip me up a platinum pin-striped suit
He who steals my purse steals trash the wise men
The tiger flashes sharpened teeth.
Bowler-hatted; summer briefs beneath his pinstriped skin.
To kill demands a business sense;
Economy moves
bust on indo dreams
Uhh, I don't be fuckin with keys
Rock the shell-top, or pin-striped Lee's
I could write a song make a hundred G's
You went back
and a sweet tie tack
The pocket watch must've set you back
You're the man, man, you're the mack
The pinstriped number, me oh my, that's rude
And that's
Pin-striped sweet's in cell 15
Convinced his self it's all a dream
He's got a pet black tabby cat
That carries a gun and wears a stetson hat
The door flies
you were in my movie
If you were in my movie
If you were in my movie
You could be the gangster
Double-breasted pinstriped
Man with the cigarette
computer wisdom
Immaculate suit, pinstriped, with my shirt and tie
Girls know I'm fly -- on the A-X-1 new floppy disk
"Hello? There's somebody out
In her pinstriped suit she's so sophisticated she can't
help it her diploma got her makin 200k while she's
cruising in a jet black benz she can sip
And you lie, memories drifting by
Love don't make it on those pin-striped nights
When you're looking through someone's disguise
You can't make it
It was the first day of July
No wind breathed in the sky
When a pin-striped suit
Saw that the Institute of Mental Health was burning.
He stood
your loot
Bought a pink carnation and a pin-striped suit
Hopped up the V-8 Ford in some two-tone shoes
And I'm already gone, I left a pool of blood
That Italian guy over there
The one with the polyester pinstriped suit
The one with the gray hair and mustache
Must be thinking really loud
a pinstriped whatd'yecallit
A beautiful smile, a barrel of money
I can't stop talkin' about him yet
He kissed me a bell went "boing"
A whistle went "whoo"
Pinstriped suits and cigarettes tapped danced
Through the tepid burlesque
Their mouths were parched with excess thirst
Bridge and chorus candy curse
Still
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