Romeo And Juliet lyrics

Song information

Artist: Mickey Avalon
Album: Mickey Avalon

Lyrics

It's mickey avalon here
Leadin' lambs to water
A little diddy about sliding out the back
When your lover just won't let you be
Ha ha, you know about that

Yo, my woman weeps when I walk out the door
And hop in my caddy toward the liquor store
Cuz she knows I won't be home for days
With hookers and hotel rooms and cocaine
Avalon's gone and he might not make it back
(That cat's crazy, I hear he smokes crack)
Life's been a haze since I flown 4th grade
Cuz I couldn't keep my nose away from spray paint
So now these days I've been getting headaches
When my birth monster overcooks my steak
I take it personal when the moans are fake
Ready to murder fools when she comes home late
The dial tone leaves a lump in my throat
When she screams like a psycho and hangs up the phone
We used to be a happy pair when we first met
But now her other lover's sending me death threats

Romeo had juliet (yeah!)
But give me three sweeties in a new corvette (woo!)
When it's time to strut and cut off strings (yeah, what?)
I make the scene (make the scene)
Jackie o had johnny f (yeah!)
But I just wanna smoke your last cigarette (hey!)
It's all or nothing, no in between (no in between)
I make the scene (make the scene)

Running out of gas on the fast lane
Hot dog carts and helicopter parts and
Painted ponies jumping up and down in my brains
This little girly mary jane is drivin' me crazy
A gypsy queen once told me, "mickey
If you don't get it together you won't see twenty."
But plenty honeys give me money for the cunnilingus
I sting clits, lay on your tummy
It's mickey av with sticky hands
Lyrical my old man with stylish fans
I skyscrape the heavens and jizz in schlitz's pants
Psycho killer qu'est que c'est, bam ba bam bam
I rock & roll like nat king cole
More soul than spock or flock of seagulls
And when you see me walking down the street you don't know
How a motherfucker could be so dope

Romeo had juliet (yeah!)
But give me three sweeties in a new corvette (woo!)
When it's time to strut and cut off strings (yeah, what?)
I make the scene (make the scene)
Wynona ryd had johnny depp (yeah!)
But I just wanna smoke your last cigarette (hey!)
It's all or nothing, no in between (no in between)
I make the scene (make the scene)

Struttin' down hollywood the friday night blues
Past skinny speed freaks and hussy dee q's
Manly-lookin' trannies wearin high heel boots
Talkin' to house broke husbands in three- piece-suits
It's freezing cold and my jeans got holes
I ain't seen my baby since I sold my soul
Intravenous streets got my feet all swoll
I can't walk so I crawl down the floor for more
Now hold that thought and lock the door
I got six in the clip and a box in the drawer
For a spoon I'll sing you a tune
And dance like a banshee underneath the moon
I'll pick up clues like nancy drew
And if you ain't her get out flew the coop
Off to a place where the broads got grace
And punks don't lie straight to your face

Romeo had juliet (yeah!)
But give me three sweeties in a new corvette (woo!)
When it's time to strut and cut off strings (yeah, what?)
I make the scene (make the scene)
Jackie o had johnny f (yeah!)
But I just wanna smoke your last cigarette (hey!)
It's all or nothing, no in between (no in between)
I make the scene (make the scene)