Crazy Days - Hurriganes

Night time

Cruising the strip

Right time

I gonna get flipped

I don’t know what i do

You know what i am

Loosed up

High as a kite

Juiced up

Out like a light

I don’t know what i do

Youll know where i go

Crazy days in Venice west

Laughing like a chimpanzee

Soapy dopes on muscle beach

Stinks like a barrel of cheese

Now — wont

They don’t want now

Busted

Hitting the sack

Just dead

Everything black

I don’t know what i do

You know where i go

Night time

Cruising the strip

Right time

I gonna get flipped

I don’t know what i do

You know what i am