I thought I met god, when he tripped me
for the third time, this morning
I stumbled with my hands, behind my back
and I cursed the ground
I fell for a girl
who dressed around her breasts
but she scratched her shoulder
as I passed
and crack makes you coo-coo
like sexy girls with bad ju-ju
I can’t explain but I understand
I remember I cried when they killed Bonnie and Clyde
the music was perfect as they fell to the floor
and I thought I found peace, for just one moment
with her on her knees and my eyes to the sky
I gripped her hair gently, and she opened her eyes
I can’t remember what color they were
and crack makes you coo-coo
like sexy girls with bad ju-ju
I can’t explain but I understand
crack makes you coo-coo
like sexy girls with bad ju-ju
some sugars can kill you
but which ones
I don’t know
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Lyrics submitted by stampead.