HAYWORTH LYRICS

1. Late Night One Night In The Ghetto My Man Got Shot In His Ear Like 8 Times

The aforementioned heroin for lunch

What am I thinking about?

What the fuck are you thinking about?

(Business brunch)

My favorite pretty hooker dress

Business is business

2. Home Alone 2

Your beauty is hidden by your features

Teachers still need teachers

And preachers still need the teachers

Who are unfamiliar with the term unfathomable

I was admiring the view

Come to find out it was only a reflection

(Star, star, fall... attic window crack)

Leash the dog to the sewer lid

Speeding bus, happiness

3. The Dog Walked Itself Home Ate A Pizza And Took A Nap

Sometimes I just can't compete with what she sees in me

(I feel physically correct for the first time in my life)

196 degrees, she's got a fever... oh no she can't breathe

Her throat is filled with my seed







HAYWORTH LYRICS