Hafta Be Cool To Rule/Wingtips

Lyrics

["Hafta Be Cool To Rule"] Saw you standing outside of the movies With your cool slut and heavy clothes, man Shit, dude, you know you sure be hot Long hair Nice car Hafta be cool to rule There you were again Kicking someone's ass outside Taco John's With a brand new car and matching poncho Man, shit, you know you sure be hot Long hair Nice car Hafta be cool to rule Ciao, baby Hafta be cool to rule ["Wingtips"] Wingtips, they are really great But you know I'd settle for any old shoe Wingtips, they are really hot If I can find 'em, I can shine 'em with some natural lube You can find your mind In some psychеdelic reincarnation of Buddha You can find your mind In some dog your dad had twеnty years ago Wingtips and undies, yeah There ain't no law against meandering, is there? Wingtips and sandals, yeah There ain't no law against killing people for their shoes, is there? You can find your mind In some psychedelic reincarnation of Buddha You can find your mind In some dog your dad had twenty years ago Ahhhh! Huh! Ha!