《Why Judy》是Hot Action Cop演唱的歌曲，收錄於專輯《Hot Action Cop》。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Why Judy
- 所屬專輯：Hot Action Cop
- 歌曲原唱：Hot Action Cop
- 發行日期：2003年3月4日
歌曲歌詞
It's like It always rains when I run my brain
The chitter chatter's got me shattered
And I feel like I'm scattered now
I'm battered
Knocked down to the concrete
Because of cruising past that parking lot on seventeenth street
That's where me and my girl locked in a backseat bliss
I can't believe that all this bullshit started up with a kiss
It's like all my dreams they turn into a life
And now I'm feeling like
I'm sitting on the edge of a knife
Woah now woah hey woah say woah
I wanna tell her that I love her but
I don't all the time
Woah now woah hey woah say woah
It's got me drinking and
I'm thinking as I drive through the light
Staring out through the windshield wipers
Then It hits me like a shot from the sniper
Judy that baby ain't got my eyes
I wonder whose eyes they is
Yeah
Judy that baby ain't got my smile
I wonder whose smile that is
Yeah
Sh*t had me fool proof
But I'm the fool with the proof
It's just an urban legend
If ya think that you'll be happy
The truth is that la vida loca was all about you
Creepy sneaking
Yeah yeah
You got me drinking yo
You got the luscious johnson
You got the magic bone
Now you don't get no money like
The lawyer said on the phone
I come to ransack your shack
Your suburb
Your Cadillac
Full custody
I'll take it all back
Woah now woah hey woah say woah
I wanna tell her that I love her but
I don't all the time
Woah now woah hey woah say woah
I got the feeling that
I'm living at the scene of a crime
Staring out through the windshield wipers
Then It hits me like a shot from the sniper
Judy that baby ain't got my eyes
I wonder whose eyes they is
Yeah
Judy that baby ain't got my smile
I wonder whose smile that is
Yeah
It's no use
It's no use
Woah now woah hey woah say woah
I wanna tell her that I love her but
I don't all the time
Woah now woah hey woah say woah
I got the feeling like
I'm living at the scene of a crime
Woah now woah hey woah say woah
I coulda sworn that I was tripping
It was such a surprise
Woah now woah hey woah say woah
And now my grip is kinda slipping
While my little one cries
Staring out through the windshield wipers
Then It hits me like a shot from the sniper
Judy that baby ain't got my eyes
I wonder whose eyes they is
Those eyes see
Yeah
Judy that baby ain't got my smile
I wonder whose smile that is
I wonder
Yeah
Judy that baby ain't got my style
I wonder whose style that is
Woah I wonder
Yeah
Judy that baby just ain't my child
I wonder whose child that is
It must be his
His his his
It must be his
Yeah
