Letra de Freeway Time in LA County Jail - Sublime

(Feat. [])

On the freeway in the county, the sun don't shine

I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man

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 jainas come swimming to me

They hold me and they promise me things

And when the tide's high, I cry like a little baby

Don't give me no right kinda love, no Sunday morning

Don't want no puppy lovin'

Hungry 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 rockin'

I wan' rock with you

All a lie, gotta contact home

Gotta contact my baby girl

But a wood never could get up

Why does it have to be so damn tough?

With myates and the eses, yes, they're steady on the fall

I'll be damned if a man with a shank in his hand will make me feel

I feel a Bati man

And I know, that I'm there, someday

Back on the reef where I throw my net out into the sea

All the fine jainas come swimming to me

Hold me, baby, promise me

With no protection on my erection I won't get no VD

Don't give me no right kinda love, no Sunday morning

I don't want no puppy lovin', g'wan

Hungry babe, ah, the new stylee

And angry dogs are hungry doggies

A good man is a naked man

And a wicked dog is a hungry dog

I feel like rockin'

I wan' rock with you

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