Brazilian Girls - Problem lyrics

Better start crying over my dead body Life without a ride just dont feel the same Come up short You're on teh streets of NYC They hung my friend smiling just an hour ago I've got a problem What you do last night I've got a problem you'ver got everything It's all in your head You're gonna be dead Miniature dog mother mary shrine You're up in the air Yeah you gonna be fine Who's behind the wheel I don't know Back of the truck just go go go I've got a problem..