Testi:
Jeff Martin

Tell me what would you do If I told you the truth And I took you by the hand To see the dust swirl in pools And a dark desert cool In an empty wasted

Talk to me white lady Read for me those cards Tell me about my future Am I going to go to far She said no oh You're going down She said boy the devil

Can you hear her Can you hear her In the wasteland In the wasteland Hear her calling Calling to you From the wasteland From the wasteland She feels broken

Baddest bitch in skin flicks was Heather Hunter (Think back now) Rosie Perez titties _Def Comedy Jam_, the _Itty Bitty Titty Committee_ (Think back now) When _Martin_ was on Jazzy Jeff

Martini and Rossi passed out to my posse Things were lookin good, I had plans for later on Plans for Donna Michelle, plans for Stacy LeShaun Word I was ready, I wonder if Jeff

[Jeff Martin, Paul Gilbert] Got the gear, got the gas, got compression She's the one gonna lesson my load I'll make her shine in a cold pure perfection

[Bruce Bouillet, Jeff Martin, Paul Gilbert] I know it's true Know what you wanna do I can see See what you want from me 'Cause your eyes show it Yeah

[Jeff Martin, Bruce Bouillet] You gave yourself so easily Well that's OK with me I'm tired of your running around Please leave me be Why don't you get

[Jeff Martin, Paul Gilbert, Scott Travis] Comes way after midnight Slinks around the alleys of your mind Wakes you and you're breathless Cannot figure