Dead on Arrival - KUTE

Reading comics and chewing gum I pull the streams of smoke down into my lungs Young face in alcohol flames I was dead on arrival I wish I had your voice at the end of the line I'm a postcard waiting in forgotten time I shiver on the floor of broken glass I was dead on arrival Took off my shirt, kicked off my shoes I was twisting in a movie that I'd left for you I said "throw me a cigarette", I was king of the world But dead on arrival I'm blocking out the pain again Don't know how to start again Life on the road holds nothing but lost sleep When a woman, can be alone With her weakness or sin How does she write the sickness out of her heart? Hooked and sick now we're dust and done So I said my goodbyes, good luck and so on Trembling hands, I must be insane But I was dead on arrival I was dead on arrival I was dead on arrival I just don't know, where I come from I just don't know, where I can be found Said it's plain to see, I'm stuck on you You don't remember You don't remember You don't remember You don't remember I was dead on arrival I was dead on arrival I was dead on arrival I was dead on arrival I was dead on arrival

I just had to call, cause babe I got your letter And I understood almost every line You said T. L. C. is what you miss from me You want back in my arms P.D.Q. And ooh I love this game Them three letters by your name L.O.A. what does that say? She said ooh baby it's so simple I did not mean to make it hard to understand I've been gone so long Want you to know I miss my man oh yes I do And that message for you Tells you what I'm gonna do when I get home oh yeah L.O.A. (Love on arrival) For you (Love on arrival) L.O.A. is what I'm gonna give to you I've been countin' the days I've been lonely, I've been blue (Love on arrival) For you (Love on arrival) And now after all this time I've got nothing on my mind but L.O.A. (Love on arrival) For you. I said ooh baby I do love you And I'm always amazed the way we fit And I T.G.I.F. Thank God I found you when I did, oh yes I do Them three letters by your name I will just give you just the same When you get home, oh yes I will L.O.A. (Love on arrival) For you (Love on arrival) L.O.A. is what I'm gonna give to you I've been countin' the days I've been lonely, I've been blue (Love on arrival) For you (Love on arrival) And now after all this time I've got nothing on my mind but L.O.A. (Love on arrival) For you. I don't need no confirmation I get it right here in my land Don't need no translation You done spelled it out with words That I can understand L.O.A. Ooh ooh ooh, L.O.A. L.O.A. (Love on arrival) For you (Love on arrival) L.O.A. is what I'm gonna give to you I've been countin' the days I've been lonely, I've been blue (Love on arrival) For you (Love on arrival) And now after all this time I've got nothing on my mind but L.O.A. (Love on arrival) For you. And now after all this time I've got nothing on my mind but L.O.A. (Love on arrival) For you.

Riding in my Thunderbird on the freeway I turned on my radio to hear some music play I got a silly rapper talking silly shit instead And the only good rapper is one that's dead on it Uh, Dead on it Shall we go back? (Yeah!) Let's go Negros from Brooklyn play the bass pretty good But the ones from Minneapolis play it like it oughta should A magnum fro is better when you got a poof on it And the to and fro is funky when the grease is dead on it (Funky dead on it) Uh, dead (on it) on it Shall we go back? Let's go They dead on it, wow See the rapper's problem usually stem from being tone deaf Pack the house then try to sing There won't be no one left (ha ha) (on it) Parking lot's on fire, brothers peeling out of the town They say in disgust, they singing their guts Rapping done let us down (down down) You got to be dead... on it Dead on it (Dead) All the sisters like it when you lick them on the knees Don't believe me? (no) Try it once then stop, they'll be begging Please, please, please (please, please, please) Shoo be doo wa, dead on it What does that have to do with the funk? Nothing, but who's paying the bills? If you don't want to lick my knees, I'm sure your illUh, because we, because we, because we dead on it De, de- de- de- de- de- de, dead on it, on it La, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la My bed's a coffin, Dracula hasn't got shit on me My nickname's Hell's-a-Popping, I'm badder than the Wicked Witch I got a gold tooth, costs more than your house I got a diamond ring on four fingers, each one the size of a mouse They dead, they dead on it, on it Wait now, hang up, dial tone on the three You know, you know, I'm busy, to scizzy Can't nobody fuck with me Because I'm dead (on it, on it, on it) On it Shoo be doo wa wa, dead on it Dead on it, on it, on it