The Earthquake Institute - Molotov Cocktail Waitress lyrics

[Simon Sez] Damn {*dialing phone*} {*dial tone*} [Female] Hello? [Simon Sez] Baby, this is Simon Wake up [Female] What? [Simon Sez] This is Simon Yo, me and Spitball, we need a ride [Female] Wait, w-w-what? [Simon Sez] We're stranded We're stranded on the Sunset Strip, we need a ride, what's up? [Female] Ah, trippin', what happened? Chorus: [Spitball] She was a Molotov co*ktail waitress, working nights At this joint, on the corner of pleasure and pain She was bad, she was REAL BAD [Simon Sez] The kind of girl who lives her life in the fast lane (Verse 1) [Spitball] She was a Molotov co*ktail waitress, working nights At this joint, on the corner of pleasure and pain The first time I saw her, I almost froze (???) She was perfect [Simon Sez] Check the description, she was stickin' The wicked chocolate-skinned vixen A mix of fire and ice Nothin' nice Built just right, out of sight, her tight jeans packin' Dynamite in the rear Seams about to split Big lips, big tits Thighs that don't quit A perfect fit in low-cut hip huggers [Spitball] I wonder what she looks like in latex rubber [Simon Sez] I wonder what she looks like underneath those clothes It ain't hard to tell, she's half exposed She's got perfect toes Diamond caps Ass like Stacey Dash, built to last [Spitball] Stepped to her like "Dang!" You're the baddest thing That I've ever seen Baby, can I get a sprung drink? She was cool, I was cool Everything was cool By the way, this is Simon [Girl] Yo, what's up? [Simon Sez] What's up, girl? Repeat Chorus (Verse 2) [Simon Sez] Ay yo, when's last call, girl? [Girl] 2 A.M [Simon Sez] We'll be back around then, I know you down for the three-way Hook up We got the afterhour hooked up We got the kush and white lines to leave you shook up [Spitball] Pick you up, then went to a spot on Santa Monica [Simon Sez] We spot further, people with insomnia [Spitball] The spot where Models and actors, mingle with rappers Strippers, gangsters, freaks and backpackers [Simon Sez] Hollywood swinging in West Los Angeles Dancing with a co*ktail waitress, getting scandalous [Spitball] I fumbled and pulled down her pants [Simon Sez] I nibbled on her necklines No sweet-nothin's, I'm whipsering s** rhymes [Spitball] She took me to the bathroom, unzipped her Sasoons [Simon Sez] We rubbed on her body while she moved to The Batunes [Spitball] She was loving it, we slid to the booth Sparked another lung, got loose [Simon Sez] Sippin' juice and grey goose Things are gettin' blurry [Spitball] Ay yo, Simon, we better move this party in a hurry [Simon Sez] Let's get a room on the Sunset Strip I know you down, honey dip, cause you'se a trick Repeat Chorus (Verse 3) (Female in background) [Spitball] We got the room and two buckets of ice It was getting freakier, she was doing things That I've never seen a girl do [Simon Sez] She was naked, spread eagle Beautiful and Barely Legal She was into Nipple clamps, s** toys and dank Taking on the bedroom champs, what a tramp [Spitball] I'm in love [Simon Sez] I'm in love [Spitball] We all got a work out Next thing you know, she pulled her purse out, yellin' [Female] GET DOWN! [Spitball] She whipped out a .38 slump nose (Motherf**ers) [Simon Sez] We're gettin' jacked by a bimbo The door flies open, it's another freak holdin' a gat A fat biker chick with tat's on her rack [Spitball] Like that? [Simon Sez] Like that The b**h pistol-whipped me [Spitball] Then all but one stepped back, and hit me with the kick, G [Simon Sez] It was crazy [Spitball] They beat us, then pound us They duct-taped our feet, made us tell 'em where the power is [Simon Sez] What a trip [Spitball] What a trip [Simon Sez] Gettin' punked by chicks They got the wallets, the weed and the keys to the whip [Spitball] We got took [Simon Sez] We got took by a beautiful crook Blinded by s**, d** and good looks Repeat Chorus Twice