When you get up in the morning and the light is hurt your head
The first thing you do when you get up out of bed
Is hit that street [bad word] #39; and try to meet the masses
And go get yourself some cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Spied a little thing and I followed her all night
In a funky fine levis and her sweater's kind of tight
She had a west coast [bad word] that was sweet as molases
But what really knocked me out was her cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Now go out and get yourself some thick black frames
With the glass so dark thуy won't even know your name
And the choice is up to you cause [bad word] in two classes
Rhinestone shades and cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah