Letras:
3Rd Alley After School Special

of status, I drive a dodge stratus I got my bose tweeters pumpin out tunes by gladys Flannel wearin hicks I fear, they pick up their kids from school

(Words and Music by: z. walters) Fully loaded like an M-16, like walter winchell had exploded check the inseam take a breath and spit cause i cannot

(Words and Music by: Z. Walters) Preachy bout a falsehood trade counting fingers, bout the lot you made nonchalant don?t care look plastic smile laughin

(Words and Music by: Z. Walters) Karma, Karma, Karma, is gonna get you Karma, Karma, Karma, is gonna tackle you No matter how hard you try to hide,

holidays suck and sunny rays duck without my little ho and you say that it's all my fault who ever wrote the book of love, had better run cause I'm coming after

(Words and Music by: Zack Walters) Aah, a little something before we start this off take a seat, grab a breath girl or go for a walk cause when you

(Words and Music by: Z. Walters) This girl, the way she looked at me spoke to me through telepathy told me things I never would have known de ja vu