Bel air lyrics

Artist  : Old 97`s 
Song : 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 just sick and tired of waiting.
Stop this pointless hesitating. (Pull me in.) 

There`s an awful lot of stars out here, an awful
lot of sky.
I`m turning on the radio, they`re playing
"Let it Ride."
Before the band the band kicks in, I guess I`d
better start.
(I`ll stomp a mud hole in your heart.) 

We could cruise the lake like psychos,
Scare the kids on motorcycles.
(There ain`t nothing I would rather do.) 

It`s 3-D on the TV, but it`s empty on the street.
If it weren`t for me and you, the avenue would be
incomplete.
And I should say this, before this whole thing
even starts,
I`ll stomp a mud hole in your heart.