Tytuł: Freeway Time In LA County Jail

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On the freeway in the county the sun don't shine.
  I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man.
  And outside my cell deputies creep
  And in this cell all I do is sleep and I dream,
  that I'm free.
  And I'm back on the reef,
  where I throw my net out into the sea,
  All the fine hinas come swimming to me.
  They hold me and they promise me things,
  And when the tides high I cry like a little baby.
  Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning.
  Don't want no puppy loving.
  Hold me babe, a new stylee.
  Hungry babe, a new stylee.
  And a angry dog is a hungry dog.
  And a hungry dog is a angry dog.
  I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!
  
  
  I'm alive gotta contact home. Gotta contact my baby girl.
  But I wood never could get up. Why does it have to be so damn tough?
  With mayates and the eses, yes their steady on the floor.
  I'll be damned if a man with a shake in his hand will make me feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man.
  And I know, that I'm there someday.
  
  
  I'm back on the reef,
  where I throw my net out into the sea,
  All the fine hinas come swimming to me.
  Hold babe promise me.
  With no protection on my erection I won't get no VD.
  Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning.
  Don't want no puppy loving. Gwarn.
  Hold me babe, got a new stylee.
  And a angry dog's a hungry dog.
  He's a naked man is a naked man.
  And a wicked dog is a hungry dog.
  I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!