Hartsdale Hotbox by Frog Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Read something strange out of King James the air had changed shit wasn’t the same
The high school dames you longed to bang have changed their names and moved to Queens
Put all these things out in the flames go downtown claim my charred remains
Moving along now I’m estranged from all the shame running in my veins
What’s good
[Chorus]
I’m chillin’ outside your building
The buzzers broken shits better unspoken
What’s really really good is what I’d ask you if I could
Just chillin’ is a virtue when you’re up way past your curfew
What’s really really good is what I’d ask you if I could
Just chillin’ is a virtue when you’re up way past your curfew
[Verse 2]
And through the moans of overtones the notes are stones that hits your bones
Played you a song you nodded solemn turned on Conan and now we’re stoned
Sirens are poems cops write and show em at open mikes in Bed Stuyvesant
Moving along now I’m alone I know you’re home
What’s good
[Chorus]
I’m chillin’ outside your building
The buzzers broken shits better unspoken
What’s really really good is what I’d ask you if I could
Just chillin’ is a virtue when you’re up way past your curfew
What’s really really good is what I’d ask you if I could
Just chillin’ is a virtue when you’re up way past your curfew
Read something strange out of King James the air had changed shit wasn’t the same
The high school dames you longed to bang have changed their names and moved to Queens
Put all these things out in the flames go downtown claim my charred remains
Moving along now I’m estranged from all the shame running in my veins
What’s good
[Chorus]
I’m chillin’ outside your building
The buzzers broken shits better unspoken
What’s really really good is what I’d ask you if I could
Just chillin’ is a virtue when you’re up way past your curfew
What’s really really good is what I’d ask you if I could
Just chillin’ is a virtue when you’re up way past your curfew
[Verse 2]
And through the moans of overtones the notes are stones that hits your bones
Played you a song you nodded solemn turned on Conan and now we’re stoned
Sirens are poems cops write and show em at open mikes in Bed Stuyvesant
Moving along now I’m alone I know you’re home
What’s good
[Chorus]
I’m chillin’ outside your building
The buzzers broken shits better unspoken
What’s really really good is what I’d ask you if I could
Just chillin’ is a virtue when you’re up way past your curfew
What’s really really good is what I’d ask you if I could
Just chillin’ is a virtue when you’re up way past your curfew