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 OLD 97'S - Bel Air Lyrics

I've been lightin' matches in the boiler room,
Wearing sulphur perfume.
[Don't I smell nice?]

You come sniffin' around just like you own the joint,
You know it's rude to point.
[Don't make me tell you twice.]

Well I like the way you walk,
That's why I left my door unlocked.
I must be going off half-cocked. [I sometimes do.]

You think it's funny, but I know it ain't no joke.
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There's nothing left to read in here, there's nothing left to smoke.
Before the band the band kicks in, I guess I'd better start.
[I'll stomp a mud hole in your heart.]

You poured whiskey in my Slurpee, swear to God you got me drunk,
Now I'm thinking that I'm sunk.
[And I can't swim.]

I'm drowning in the back seat of a '61 Bel Air,
I got a mouthful of your hair.
[A handful of skin.]

I ain't suffocating,
I'm just sick and tired of waiting.
Stop this pointless hesitating. [Pull me in.]

There's an awful lot of stars out here, an awful lot of sky.
I'm turning on the radio, they're playing Let it Ride.
Before the band the band kicks in, I guess I'd better start.
[I'll stomp a mud hole in your heart.]

We could cruise the lake like psychos,
Scare the kids on motorcycles.
[There ain't nothing I would rather do.]

It's 3-D on the TV, but it's empty on the street.
If it weren't for me and you, the avenue would be incomplete.
And I should say this, before this whole thing even starts,
I'll stomp a mud hole in your heart.