Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Hey, I've been driving all over town
On my cellphone wearin' it out
And I've finally tracked you downHey, everybody says you're the man
The final piece to my master plan
You got my world in the palm of your handWell I know that you got it
Come on and just sell it
Got the cash up in my pocket
You know I gotta get itHey mister won't you sell me a fake ID
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake IDHey, don't even think about tellin' me no
It's only twenty minutes till the show
Hey mister turn it over let's goNo, I ain't gonna need a receipt
Just make sure that it looks like me
So the bouncer don't call the policeAnd don't tell my daddy
Stole the keys to his caddy
Don't dilly dally
I gotta get the hell out of this alleyHey mister won't you sell me a fake ID
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake IDHere's my money, now get out of my way
Gonna push my luck right up to the stageHey mister won't you sell me a fake ID
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister, hey misterHey mister won't you sell me a fake ID
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake IDHey mister won't you sell me a fake ID
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID
Hey mister, hey mister