"Good Evening, Vice City!
Welcome!"
Yell
Ahhhhhhhhh!
Yell!
Come on now!
Let me see ya!
Well, I'm a dangerous ba*tard
And I am bullet-proof
I take life as a lesson
Sometimes I get flu
The devil looks into my eye
And he makes my voice go high
Is there nothing in these eyes
That I need to know
Is it true you like my curl
Do you think we look like girls
Would it cause a section block
If you saw our great big socks
Ahhhh!
Let me see ya
I keep drivin' faster
Goin through the roof
I wanna run a delicatessen
That don't make me a poof
Action, camera, lipstick lights
I fit in Mercedes's tights
No one knows that I play guitar
Wearing her red bra
Is it true you like my curl
Do you think we look like girls
Would it cause a section block
If you saw our great big socks
Thank you, thank you
Good Evening