Lyrics

How'd that get in the old rotation bin? Well let's see how she sounds. Climbin' up the charts from last week at number 87, here's the new song Hot streets from Cheeseburger Hot streets I'm the guy that takes the garbage out Hot streets Who decides when enough is enough Hot streets Like fireworks on the fourth of July My street Where I'm wanted and I don't know why Hot street Well hey, this one really smells like piss This street Well it's been a little while since anyone's given a fucking shit Hot street We get off with just a slap on the wrist My street Somebody cut me Somebody give me a kiss Kiss Oh baby you know where And just when it feels like Nothin' ain't right Well it all comes together On a Saturday night Night Ah, it's gonna be alright All the rich They just get out of town See ya later I know you You're still gonna be around But if the whole thing's busted I can't be trusted In the state that I'm in Sometimes I can't stand it Sometimes I get the feeling Like I just can't win Win Oh baby you know where Who's gonna give me a fucking shot Who's gonna lend me an ear We gotta get out Get out We gotta get out She said do you like me? And I said yeah Do you want to waste some time with me honey Later on we can figure out the rest I had a funny feeling On the night that we met Do you wanna run around with me Say yeah Yeah Oh baby you know where And just when it feels like Nothin' ain't right Well it all comes together on a saturday night Night Hey it's gonna be alright Hot streets We gotta get outta here If its the last thing we ever do