One two to five six done twelve dexies by midnight on I am flying
like a vulture combing land over Atlantic seas PI see your great
head stuck in the pillow face covered by feathers how
I love your hair sticking out dreadies no comb put through it in
months put pen to paper let the good times roll now
I am really vibing got the dexies working ‘til after twelve midday
yeah awake wide eyed child of your friend’s house we’re covered
til winter summer close by we will go swimming in LA sands
beachfront bulk great hilltop.
It’s time to drive to New Orleans tonight let’s get pilled and hit the booze joints with some cool jazz playing I’m a coming!