Bad habits lead to bad consequences. |
Here he comes, tires a-spinnin' Drink in hand, teeth a-grinnin' Barrelin' down the boulevard Flyin' down to see his girl Cryin' at the insane world Swervin' down the boulevard When it hits that special time He knows just what to do Salt, tequila and a lime And maybe a puff or two But either way the night goes down He'll find his special one Flyin' through an unknown town Lookin' to have some fun She broke his heart and took his soul Now all he's got to his name is his bowl Smokin' down the boulevard Drivin' just a bit too fast He knew his fun it wouldn't last Pulled him over on the boulevard Where you goin'? Passin' through BAC of twenty-two Drank too much on the boulevard Stuck behind them iron bars Ne'er again will he see the stars 'Cause he had to go and Drive down the boulevard Why'd I do that? Was it worth it? Does she even know? What even happened last night? Oh no! Did I have any blow? This ain't worth it, I'm through with you Puttin' you down for good Got out three days later Woulda stuck to it if I could There he goes again Drinkin' on his Hen Careenin' down the boulevard There's the lady of his dreams Hits her on the sidewalk as she screams Shot himself on the boulevard |