Lake Street Is For Lovers

(Yes, yes, y'all) Standing on the corner making eyes at the commuters making eyes (Yes, yes, y'all) Living on a barstool and lying to the barflies telling lies (Alright, alright) Your arms look just like speaker cords, you crawled out of the pager store (Smoking weed and making money) Your eyes they look like open sores you made love to the Jersey shore (Living large, living large) These bathroom stalls, they're speaking volumes on your ethical slips (Alright, alright, Lifter Puller) Matriculated New Haven and Bridgeport's when you're turning all your tricks (Smoking weed and making money) The swindles and the bindles are keeping you from sleeping (Yes, yes, y'all) Tattoo mags and the sandwich bags, and now you've lost your feeling