Paroles de Bel Air
I've been lightin' matches in the boiler room,Wearing sulphur perfume.
(Don't I smell nice?)
You come sniffin' around just like you own the joint,
You know it's rude to point.
(Don't make me tell you twice.)
Well I like the way you walk,
That's why I left my door unlocked.
I must be going off half-cocked. (I sometimes do.)
You think it's funny, but I know it ain't no joke.
There's nothing left to read in here, there's nothing left to smoke.
Before the band the band kicks in, I guess I'd better start.
(I'll stomp a mud hole in your heart.)
You poured whiskey in my Slurpee, swear to God you got me drunk,
Now I'm thinking that I'm sunk.
(And I can't swim.)
I'm drowning in the back seat of a '61 Bel Air,
I got a mouthful of your hair.
(A handful of skin.)
I ain't suffocating, I'm turning on the radio, they're playing
Well I like the way you walk,
That's why I left my door unlocked.
I must be going off half-cocked. (I sometimes do.)
You think it's funny, but I know it ain't no joke.
There's nothing left to read in here, there's nothing left to smoke.
Before the band the band kicks in, I guess I'd better start.
(I'll stomp a mud hole in your heart.)
You poured whiskey in my Slurpee, swear to God you got me drunk,
Now I'm thinking that I'm sunk.
(And I can't swim.)
I'm drowning in the back seat of a '61 Bel Air,
I got a mouthful of your hair.
(A handful of skin.)
I ain't suffocating, I'm turning on the radio, they're playing
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