Cayucas - Will "the Thrill" Lyrics

[Verse 1]Underneath what's beating slimy greenSaint Laurent built in the '70sNo intelligent thing left to sayOh, washed up it bid them wash awayMotorcycle, nineteen fifty-threeYellow mounting carpet Indian chiefRusted in the old bent dumpy shedPushed the wheelbarrow over the tire tread[Chorus]And I was like, "Oh my god, is this actually happening to me?"Off of the side of the road you looked over cautiouslyRolled down the window, said you look like a girl I used to knowWhy don't we leave this town together wherever the wind blows?[Verse 2]Through the dirt fields in ColombiaHad to hitchhike back to MontezumaEnded up in some place far awayCowboy boots, two dollar switchbladeSeven seventy M-WSeries deep that goes a hundred soonSittin' on the leather worn and tornMuddy boot prints cover up the floor[Chorus][Outro]Look at the posters that are on the wallMichael Jordan standing six feet tallIt's in your closet or behind your bedNo Philly Phil or Cincinnati RedLike Will, "The Thrill"