I was speeding down
Through the avenue
With greasy hair,
I'm flat out of cash
I've been awake four days
Or at least two, three
So i decided for me to crash
Well, i walked through the door,
My friend chris was watchin'
A tv show about
Some small town
Where the dancers get cancers
Just from drinkin' the water
We turned it off and we walked out
Sitting in the park, getting high
Watching girls go by
I forget that people see
When we use the phones
You're still wonderin' why
I . . . got the moon in my eyes
I'm not telling lies,
I'm just trying to lose
These avenue f blues
And i was late for
A c**aine date
With a girl i knew
Pretty well
She had a perfect smile
And she promised me dinner
If i promised to spend the night, all right!
. . .
Avenue . . .
Avenue f blues.