Parking Lot Songtext
von Youth Lagoon

Parking lot
Dangerous places
Don′t let him lose
Let him cruise for the spot

This is a war, parkin' the car
Gun in the door and a mark on his arm
Hire a joy killer, hit on a feelin′
He'll die at the wheel if you borrow or steal

The Playboy he keeps under the seat
With rolling tobacco and sunflower seeds
Hail the king of the parking lot
While you're shoppin′ to steal
He will circle the block


What a parking lot
Eight little spaces
Don′t let him lose
Let him cruise for the spot
Parking lot
Off to the races
Junk in the vein
For the pain he forgot

I'll do it after you, I know a song, it′s on my
It's on my what kind of government
How many fingers am I holding up?

Parking lot
Dangerous places
Don′t let him lose
Let him cruise for the spot

You didn't know I came to stay for good, did you?
Bobby, Bobby, stand up (wait, stay there)
We gotta get more of the family affair
Look at my powerful shape
Get a load of these gams
Oh, get a load of these legs here
Oh, oh, get a load of Trevor