When you get up in the morning and the light is hurt your head The first thing you do when you get up out of bed Is hit that street A-runnin' and try to meet the ma**es And go get yourself some cheap sungla**es Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Spied a little thing and I followed her all night In a funky fine levis and Her sweater's kind of tight She had a west coast strut that was sweet as mola**es But what really knocked Me out was her cheap sungla**es Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Now go out and get yourself some thick black frames With the gla** so dark They won't even know your name And the choice is up to you cause they come in two cla**es Rhinestone shades And cheap sungla**es Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah