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Hurriganes Miscellaneous Crazy Days CRAZY DAYS Night time, cruising the strip. Right time, I gonna get flipped. I don't know what I do. You know what I am. Loosed up high as a kite. Juiced up out like a light. I don't know what I do. You'll know where I go. Crazy days in Venice West laughing like a chimpanzee. Soapy dopes on a muscle beach, stinks like a barrel of cheese. Now won't, they don't want now. Busted, hitting the sack. Just dead, everything black. I don't know what I do. You know where I go. Night time, cruising the strip. Right time, I gonna get flipped. I don't know what I do. You know what I am. - Richard Stanley |
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