There's a couple of rusty pontiacs, from a lot in East L.A. Dusty crate and its dusty mate, a trash can in the way Down the alley, High road to Mandalay Now Kenny got a gold chain, and a silver Cadillac Look mama I got a gold chain, I'm never going back Down the alley I'm on the road to Mandalay And Mamma cried, Kenny my boy where did I go wrong Come on Mamma life is tough, you the one taught me that song Kenny's friend gave him a gun power to a few Don't worry mamma just a gun, I never use it on you Listen for the sound of kids, playing in the lane There's a click of gold on a trigger, Hey don't worry now it's just a game