Track byJosh Lippi & The Overtimers
You've got your bubble gum evil at the tip top inn. Leaning up against the wall and someone something's making you feel queasy. I need a wide open something or other. Maybe a space of dirt and a gust blazing and blowing maybe a porch cuz we're here in the ghetto rocking out on Whiskey, yeah we're here in the ghetto rocking out on Whiskey. Second shot you're cackling good arm in arm just like we should. Digging all the cool friends we got. Third shot things are still ok though you may see me sway a tad. Oh yeah life is radicle when you're hooping and a hollering shaking and drooling. Praising the music like it's the face of God, let your tongue loose, let this charade out of the cage cuz we're here in the ghetto rocking out on Whiskey, yeah we're here in the ghetto rocking out on Whiskey. Pretty soon we're screaming at each other in the alley your pride is bigger than a bowling ball. And I wanna catch you but I can barely crawl. Why don't you go hang out with your bonehead friends? Oh I forgot that's me....cuz we're here in the ghetto rocking out on Whiskey, yeah we're here in the ghetto rocking out on Whiskey.