Asking For A Ride

On your street, it gets colder
On your street, I can't park my car
This toxic sludge keeps me in place
This sludge

Don't like my clothes? I like yours
Don't like my voice? I do my chores
I do it for Daisy, I do it for Daisy
I want them to think I can't shoot

Oh, I can shoot
Oh, I can shoot
Oh, I can shoot

On your street, it gets colder
On your street, I can't park my car
This toxic sludge keeps me in place
This sludge

I do it for Daisy, I do it for Daisy
I want them to think I can't shoot

Oh, I can shoot
Oh, I can shoot
Oh, I can shoot
Oh, I can shoot
Oh, I can shoot
Oh, I can shoot
Shoot