Текст (слова) песни: Hot Action Cop - Why Judy

It`s like it always rains when I run my brain,

The chitter chatter`s got me shattered,

And I feel like I`m scattered now,

I`m battered,

Knocked down to the concrete,

Because of cruising past that parking lot on seventeenth street,

That`s where me and my girl locked in a backseat bliss,

I can`t believe that all this bullshit started up with a kiss,

It`s like all my dreams they turn into a life,

And now I`m feelin` like I`m sittin` on the edge of a knife!

Woah now woah hey woah say woah,

I wanna tell her that I love her but I don`t all the time,

Woah now woah hey woah say woah,

It`s got me drinkin` and I`m thinkin` as I drive through the light,

Starin` out through the windshield wipers,

Then it hits me like a shot from the sniper!

Judy that baby ain`t got my eyes,

I wonder whose eyes they is,

Yeah,

Judy that baby ain`t got my smile,

I wonder whose smile that is,

Yeah

Shit had me fool proof,

But I`m the fool with the proof,

It`s just an urban legend if ya think that you`ll be happy,

The truth is that la vida loca was all about you creepy sneakin`,

Yeah yeah,

You got me drinkin` yo,

You got the luscious johnson,

You got the magic bone,

Now you don`t get no money like the lawyer said on the phone,

I come to ransack your shack,

Your suburb,

Your Cadillac,

Full custody,

I`ll take it all back!

Woah now woah hey woah say woah,

I wanna tell her that I love her but I don`t all the time,

Woah now woah hey woah say woah,

I got the feelin` that I`m livin` at the scene of a crime,

Starin` out through the windshield wipers,

Then it hits me like a shot from the sniper!

Judy that baby ain`t got my eyes,

I wonder whose eyes they is,

Yeah,

Judy that baby ain`t got my smile,

I wonder whose smile that is,

Yeah

It`s no use,

It`s no use

Woah now woah hey woah say woah,

I wanna tell her that I love her but I don`t all the time,

Woah now woah hey woah say woah,

I got the feelin` like I`m livin` at the scene of a crime,

Woah now woah hey woah say woah,

I coulda sworn that I was trippin` it was such a surprise,

Woah now woah hey woah say woah,

And now my grip is kinda slippin` while my little one cries,

Starin` out through the windshield wipers,

Then it hits me like a shot from the sniper!

Judy that baby ain`t got my eyes,

I wonder whose eyes they is,

(Those eyes see),

Yeah,

Judy that baby ain`t got my smile,

(Ain`t got my smile),

I wonder whose smile that is,

(I wonder),

Yeah,

Judy that baby ain`t got my style,

(That baby),

(That baby),

I wonder whose style that is,

(Woah I wonder),

Yeah,

Judy that baby just ain`t my child,

(It ain`t my child),

I wonder whose child that is,

I know it ain`t mine

It must be his,

His his his,

It must be his,

Yeah

[Thanks to standingonparisinflames@hotmail.com for these lyrics]

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