FIGHTING MAD the way it's gotta be
The times we had Jimmy, Billy and me

And we thought that we'd live FOREVER
To WIMP out of a fight we would NEVER

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CRUISING through the night with MULLETS waving high
And SPANDEX gripping tight our BALLS
CRUISING through the night with mullets WAVING high
ALWAYS looking for a fight - KINGS of the STREET!

Doing BAD SHIT always on the JUICE
Fighting rival gangs NO WAY we'd lose

And we thought that we'd live FOREVER
To WIMP out of a fight we would NEVER

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And now those days are left far behind
But when the wind carries
The BALL-SWEAT stench I go back in time!

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