Il testo della Conversation overheard between two bouncers

See that girl alone
Dressed all in her evening clothes?
She's dying
'cause her boyfriend didn't show up

Pull her out of line
Stick her in a waiting room
And ignore her
'til her face gets really bloated

And i wonder what it's like
To be second all the time
And you never get it right
And you're never gonna win
And your ass is on your face
And your life is such a waste
And there's sugar
Leanin' in the window

Yellow, red, blue, green
Show me what i haven't seen
I'm dying
'cause the chicks here really blow

See that amazon?
Looks like her head's connected to her shoulders
They look like little boulders

And i wonder what it's like
To be second all the time
And you never get it right
And you're never gonna win
And your ass is on your face
And your life is such a waste
And there's sugar
Heading to the (? )

What would i give to be her
Joyride, daddy-o, tonight

And i wonder what it's like
To be second all the time
And you never get it right
And you're never gonna win
And your ass is on your face
And your life is such a waste
And there's sugar
Bringing me a drinky-poo

With a faggot on her left
And a faggot on her right
And my dick is getting limp
'cause the chicks all suck tonight
And the band is such a bore
And i've seen it all before
And there's sugar
Making me a video

What would i give to be her
Joyride, daddy-o, tonight