When you get up in the morning and the light is hurt your head
The first thing you do when you get up out of bed
Is hit that street
A-runnin' and try to meet the ma**es
And go get yourself some cheap sungla**es
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Spied a little thing and I followed her all night
In a funky fine levis and
Her sweater's kind of tight
She had a west coast strut that was sweet as mola**es
But what really knocked
Me out was her cheap sungla**es
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Now go out and get yourself some thick black frames
With the gla** so dark
They won't even know your name
And the choice is up to you cause they come in two cla**es
Rhinestone shades
And cheap sungla**es
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah