Getting high on sci-fi and 45s In my hotel room I'm lucky to be alive With all the stupid things I do It's not like I'm murderer incorperated I'm just a little blue A half dressed, half a**ed Angelou So what? What else is new? Three on retreat What a scene! Going places I've never been And nothing really belongs to me But it's me behind the wheel Whatever happened to Baby Jean? Cause I dug her shoes Those short skirts and spit shined candy cane Oh she was born, born to lose I think I'll toss off the semi-gloss Lose a little sheen Everybody keeps trying tell me but I don't know what they mean Three on retreat What a scene! Going places I've never been And nothing really belongs to me But it's me behind the wheel Hey, don't try to shake my beats Cause you don't know what I really mean And it ain't the whisky or the weed No, it's just you who keeps confusing me Three on retreat What a scene! Going places I've never been And nothing really belongs to me But it's me behind the wheel Me behind the wheel (Me behind the wheel.) Me behind the wheel (Me behind the wheel.) It's me behind the wheel