[Instrumental]
[Verse 1]
The cut-rate mime walking through the dirty streets
Of Paris in the hot August heat
Sun melting the fake smile away
Just looking for a place to stay
The actress gave up all her old dreams
And traded up now she is a queen
Royal families don't have time for that shit
Your crystal ball, you keep it hid
The tractor trailer driver radios:
Help me someone I'm out here all alone
Truck driving the black night away
Prayin' for the light of day
[Instrumental]
[Verse 2]
The kid in the mall works at hawt dawg on a stick
His hat is a funny shape his heart is a brick
Taking your order he will look away
He doesn't have a thing to say
[Verse 1]
The cut-rate mime walking through the dirty streets
Of Paris in the hot August heat
Sun melting the fake smile away
Just looking for a place to stay
The actress gave up all her old dreams
And traded up now she is a queen
Royal families don't have time for that shit
Your crystal ball, you keep it hid
The tractor trailer driver radios:
Help me someone I'm out here all alone
Truck driving the black night away
Prayin' for the light of day
[Instrumental]
[Verse 2]
The kid in the mall works at hawt dawg on a stick
His hat is a funny shape his heart is a brick
Taking your order he will look away
He doesn't have a thing to say
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