Lifter Puller - Secret Santa Cruz lyrics

Cash advances and Jenny's back on campus I can't believe that it's September Jenny, what's the story? All the chicks in her sorority Asked her how she spent the summer Said "I interned at some law firm" Said i got a little sunburned I saw some raver kid get murdered And i met this guy, and this guy i met he got me high And the drum and ba** sounds a lot like rollin' thunder The blue looks beautiful toppin' off the torch You don't have to go inside to buy, you can buy it off the porch Twenty-seven lovers in the back half of the summer I know you think it's way too many But the x makes me feel s**y and the s** makes me feel empty The alcohol destroys me And I did it in a disco with some guy from San Francisco Who looked a lot like Roger Daltrey And the night of all that bloodshed I was kissin' on some crackhead Who said he knew about a party He keeps it in his mouth in those crazy chipmunk cheeks I gave him fifty and he kissed me, spit a little treat between my teeth I think we're starting to peak Woke up at some hedonistic rodeo With cowboys kissing cowboys, trading magazines for videos Yeah God bless the radio, all that fine fine music without all the messed up musicians And Dwight's a magician, he gets sensible people makin' terrible decisions Her name was Sally but they all called her Sal Mineo She was lit up like an arson but she burned out like Arsenio Her name was Sandy but they all called her San Antonio She can't remember where she slept last night but she won't forget the Alamo Sandy, don't forget our alibi