Слова:
Stray Cats Looking Out My Back Door

doo. Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows. Doo, doo doo lookin out my back door Forward troubles Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy! Look

it that Diddy is on them hot blocks So we sent two teams to rush both spots Ha, yeah, suited up ready to dumbs out Thumbs out watch the motherfuckin' door With our guns out

it that Diddy is on them hot blocks So we sent two teams to rush both spots Ha, yeah, suited up ready to dumbs out Thumbs out watch the motherfuckin' door With our guns out

, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body Roast from the heat so I soak my sheets Wake up shiverin', pull my hoe close to me,

'd be right back and the dumb bitch would leave me I squeezed through the back door and made my escape I ran and got my 38 I hope its not to late [Chorus

, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body Roast from the heat so I soak my sheets Wake up shiverin', pull my hoe close to me,

!) I told her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch believed me I squeezed through the back door and made my escape I ran and got my 38 I hope its not

, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body Roast from the heat so I soak my sheets Wake up shiverin', pull my hoe close to me,

I told her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch believed me I squeezed through the back door and made my escape I ran and got my 38 I hope its not to