Title: Rocket 88
Artist: Warrior Soul
Composer(s): Riccon Clarke Evans Mcclanaha
Lyric:
My power got the cut off
I can't afford a phone
But you know that I'm electric
When I go out alone
You're comin' on like nitrous
You're loaded to the bone
You're looking like a princess
And now I'm sliding home
My eyeballs are burnin'
I got a head rash
Once I blast off you know
I'm burnin' all my gas
'Cause I'm a rocket rocket 88
'Cause I'm a rocket rocket 88
Livin' in the city
The city is my home
Ya know I dig the chickens
Ya know I like to bone
'Cause I'm a rocket rocket 88
'Cause I'm a rocket rocket 88
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