Archy Marshall - Buffed Sky lyrics

Yeah she rolls (him) back About 4 a.m until I know that 3 a.m, we chat, she thinks I know jack sh** its been a while since I spat in this pit Saw the worry on her lips Yeah I wrote that She's pinging on some dizz Guess I owe her luck to that But her eyes are still in lid And her brain is still intact She's swings solo Yeah 
Should I reinstate that She's been knocked up days with a strange pack She's looking for a guy who's more than laid back Know to hold him tight The ride's by J.D. Salinger Well she likes my sense of a job (?) The way it holds her Lanky piece of sh** But she don't know that Her man is round the corner with a chrome bat He wants to knock my head in Hear my bone crack So I stay solo Yeah, I'll fly solo Oh I'll swing so low Yeah we st(?)ing so low