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Off To The RacesMy old man is a bad manBut I can't deny the way he holds my hand And he grabs me, he has me by my heart He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past He doesn't mind I have a LA crass Way about me He loves me With every beat of his cocaine heart Swimming pool glimmering darling White bikini off with my red nail polish Watch me in the swimming pool Bright blue ripples You sitting sipping on your Black Cristal Light of my life, fire of my loins Be a good baby, do what I want Light of my life, fire of my loins Give me them gold coins, give me them coins And I'm off to the races Cases of Bacardi chasers Chasing me all over town 'Cause he knows I'm wasted Facing time again at Rikers Island And I won't get out Because I'm crazy, baby I need you to come here and save me I'm your little scarlet, starlet Singing in the garden Kiss me on my open mouth Ready for you My old man is a tough man But he's got a soul as sweet as blood-red jam And he shows me He knows me Every inch of my tar-black soul He doesn't mind I have a flat broke-down life In fact he says he thinks it's what he might like About me Admires me The way I roll like a rolling stone Likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom, Chateau Marmont Slipping on my red dress, putting on my make-up Glass room, perfume, cognac, lilac Fumes, says it feels like heaven to him Light of his life, fire of his loins Keep me forever, tell me you own me Light of your life, fire of your loins Tell me you own me, give me them coins And I'm off to the races Cases of Bacardi chasers Chasing me all over town 'Cause he knows I'm wasted Facing time again at Rikers Island And I won't get out Because I'm crazy, baby I need you to come here and save me I'm your little scarlet, starlet Singing in the garden Kiss me on my open mouth Yo I'm off to the races, laces Leather on my waist is Tight and I am falling down I can see your face is shameless Cipriani's basement Love you but I'm going down God I'm so crazy, baby I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving I'm your little harlot, starlet Queen of Coney Island Raising hell all over town Sorry 'bout it My old man is a thief and I'm gonna stay and pray with him 'til the end But I trust in the decision of the Lord to watch over us Take him when he may, if he may I'm not afraid to say That I'd die without him Who else is gonna put up with me this way? I need you, I breathe you, I never leave you They would rue the day I was alone without you You're lying with your gold chain on Cigar hanging from your lips I said "Hon' You never looked so beautiful as you do now, my man." And we're off to the races, places Ready, set, the gate is Down and now we're going in To Las Vegas chaos, Casino Oasis Honey, it is time to spin Boy you're so crazy, baby I love you forever not maybe You are my one true love You are my one true love You are my one true love |