Her jazz

i watched us struck
struck by lightning fuck
you been out driving her into your dick
guiding me
boy girl revolutionaries you and me
that's what you told me
so show me...i'll run you over...watch me

when you say it say it is us two too
true you taught me how to shoot
and best pull up my skirt
and put up with hurt
boy/girl revolutionaries you lied to me
boy/girl revolution teaze x8

mental...men-torn
you had your way, baby you had your say
and had your way with that girl now come on outta your world

struck by my good luck
face it you're old and out of touch
you're burnt out fucked up attitude
post-tension realization
this is happening without your permission
the arrival of a new renegade
girl/boy hyper-nation