Double Straps

well i came into the city, the buildings made me dizzy

i got kicked out of a fern bar, slept beneath a race car

i was feelin kinda lucky, the queen of spades just fucked me

she came with some jack of diamonds, she's standing right beside him

somewhere

she climbed into my bunk bed, put ashes on my forehead

and the way she touched my eyebrows made me feel so smalltown, she said

keep this in your backpack, carry it with double straps

keep these wings beneath your baseball hat, you look so cute like that

i want your autograph

everybody's hangin at the record store, they're gonna get some records by the gang of four

and now you're 24 and the shore's a bore, everybody's waitin on the very same score

and the punch is spiked, the soda's flat and your birthday cake and all your party hats

your party lines and all your drinking games and eveybody's smokin off the very same flame

and these downtown girls are fast and loose, they'll work you for a baby ruth

and this club is just a kissing booth and love is just an ego boost

and ecstasy's an ego trip, makes me feel like this is it

and this is all there ever was, i wish you wouldn't call me cuz

i know i'm not your relative, you say that it's all relative

i'm in the kitchen, i'm in the corner, do you really wanna get your problem solved