D.U.I. lyrics
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D.U.I.
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Driving home late Sunday night
I looked into the mirror
Saw those red flashing lights
I went straight to hell
With the crooks and the creeps
And the freaks I'd meet
Three days on vacation
In the Van Nuys jail
Cops they all laughed at me
They laughed at my clothes and my hair
Rings in my face and my painted finger nails
In the Van Nuys jail
Driving home late Sunday night
I looked into the fucking mirror
Saw those fucking lights
I went straight to jail
And I didn't have any money
No money for the bail
In the Van Nuys jail
With the crooks and the creeps
And the freaks I'd meet
Three days on vacation
In the Van Nuys jail
Cops they all laughed at me
They laughed at my clothes and my hair
Rings in my face and my painted finger nails
In the Van Nuys jail
I was drunk unemployed incarcerated (woah)
With a D.U.I. sitting in the Van Nuys jail
Drunk unemployed incarcerated (woah)
With a D.U.I. sitting in the Van Nuys jail
In the Van Nuys jail
Drunk unemployed incarcerated
Drunk unemployed incarcerated
Drunk unemployed incarcerated, yeah
Drunk unemployed incarcerated
Drunk unemployed incarcerated
Drunk unemployed incarcerated, yeah
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Kira Jinrui Shi on 2022-09-21
Kira Jinrui Shi on 2022-09-21Comments
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D.U.I. = Drunk Unemployed Incarcerated