The Air The Mothers of Invention

[Chorus]
The air escaping from your mouth
The hair escaping from your nose
My heart escaping from the scraping
And the shaping of the draping

[Verse 1]
I'm awaking in a T-shirt in a Chevy at the beach
And I'm freezing and I'm wheezing (ahh, ahh)
And I know you were only teasing (ahh, ahh)

[Pre-Chorus]
I hit you then I beat you
Then I told you that I love you
In my car in a jar, in my car in a jar

[Chorus]
The air escaping from your pits
The hair escaping from my teeth
My hands are gripping but they're slipping
And they're dripping 'cause I'm tripping

[Verse 2]
I got busted coming through customs (wasted, I'm so wasted)
With a suitcase full of tapes (wasted, I'm so wasted)
It was a special tape recording (oh, oh-ho-ho)
And they grabbed me while I was boarding (oh, oh-ho-ho)