Joe and Hayden, Mussolini’s return - Catcher in the rye lyrics
[Joe and Hayden, Mussolini’s return - Catcher in the rye lyrics]
2 o'clock i pull up to the hotel
Sallys late but she lookin fine as hell
I let it slide so we can hook up on ride
Her lips taste so waxy
I never wanna leave this taxi
We get out and walk away
During the play all i can think
Is these actors are corney
But, I pretend I like it cuz im horny
At the intermission sally was on a mission
Flirting with george
Trying to forge connection
Then we skating and I can't help but
To give sallys ass an inspection
I hate new york i hate these phonies
Sally we’ll run t vermont and then
U can truly know me i disagree says sally
I leave her there just like everyone else
She doesn’t care
Life's hard when you are sixteen
It’s Nothing like a dream
I just wanna scream
I left the rink thirsty I go get a drink
Got milk at the drugstore
I was just so bored wanted to call Jane
But, I was scared of the pain
I don’t wanna get rejected
So I protected myself
Sidetracked myself into thinking
About the show off jane had been clinging to
Eventually I got the guts i called her
No response the whole idea was nuts
I then call my dog Luce
Invited him for a sip of the ol juice
With time to kill
I go to a show for a quick thrill
The Christmas spectacular
Followed by a quick flick both made me sick
So dip to the wick
Life's hard when you are sixteen
It’s Nothing like a dream
I just wanna scream
At the bar i sip champagne
Im just tryin to ease my pain
Sitting there lonely
But my boy luce the phony pulls up
Half a drink in my cup I know
What i have to say next
I ask him all about sex
He suggests i need a psychoanalysis
But i just wanna know about a girls anus’
I ask him if he's ever been analyzed
He leaves
I order a drink of the biggest size
After a while i'm hammered
I staggered into a phone booth
I shoot sally a call it didn’t go well
And now her grandma wants a brawl strike one
I ask the singer Valencia
Her rejection was a piercing stinger
Strike 2 i give the hat check girl a whirl
Strike 3 i’m out out to central park
Trying to find them ducks
I break phoebe's record life sucks
Its brick definitely don't want to get sick
Thinking about six feet under
Like my brother
Life's hard when you are sixteen
It’s Nothing like a dream
I just wanna scream
Low on dough i decide to go
Back home hopefully Phoebe's alone
I convince the man at the elevator
That I'm just visiting and i'll leave later
I move slow as it tiptoe
In the room of DB lays Phoebe
So peaceful so young a feeble
I wake her she couldn't be happier
She's beaming with energy
I'm still feeling that hennessy
After the comotion I see a
Change in her emotion
She realized im home early
But, I had to see my girly
Dads gonna kill you dads gonna kill you
She realizes I have gone rouge
I step outside and roast a bogue
Sallys late but she lookin fine as hell
I let it slide so we can hook up on ride
Her lips taste so waxy
I never wanna leave this taxi
We get out and walk away
During the play all i can think
Is these actors are corney
But, I pretend I like it cuz im horny
At the intermission sally was on a mission
Flirting with george
Trying to forge connection
Then we skating and I can't help but
To give sallys ass an inspection
I hate new york i hate these phonies
Sally we’ll run t vermont and then
U can truly know me i disagree says sally
I leave her there just like everyone else
She doesn’t care
Life's hard when you are sixteen
It’s Nothing like a dream
I just wanna scream
I left the rink thirsty I go get a drink
Got milk at the drugstore
I was just so bored wanted to call Jane
But, I was scared of the pain
I don’t wanna get rejected
So I protected myself
Sidetracked myself into thinking
About the show off jane had been clinging to
Eventually I got the guts i called her
No response the whole idea was nuts
I then call my dog Luce
Invited him for a sip of the ol juice
With time to kill
I go to a show for a quick thrill
The Christmas spectacular
Followed by a quick flick both made me sick
So dip to the wick
Life's hard when you are sixteen
It’s Nothing like a dream
I just wanna scream
At the bar i sip champagne
Im just tryin to ease my pain
Sitting there lonely
But my boy luce the phony pulls up
Half a drink in my cup I know
What i have to say next
I ask him all about sex
He suggests i need a psychoanalysis
But i just wanna know about a girls anus’
I ask him if he's ever been analyzed
He leaves
I order a drink of the biggest size
After a while i'm hammered
I staggered into a phone booth
I shoot sally a call it didn’t go well
And now her grandma wants a brawl strike one
I ask the singer Valencia
Her rejection was a piercing stinger
Strike 2 i give the hat check girl a whirl
Strike 3 i’m out out to central park
Trying to find them ducks
I break phoebe's record life sucks
Its brick definitely don't want to get sick
Thinking about six feet under
Like my brother
Life's hard when you are sixteen
It’s Nothing like a dream
I just wanna scream
Low on dough i decide to go
Back home hopefully Phoebe's alone
I convince the man at the elevator
That I'm just visiting and i'll leave later
I move slow as it tiptoe
In the room of DB lays Phoebe
So peaceful so young a feeble
I wake her she couldn't be happier
She's beaming with energy
I'm still feeling that hennessy
After the comotion I see a
Change in her emotion
She realized im home early
But, I had to see my girly
Dads gonna kill you dads gonna kill you
She realizes I have gone rouge
I step outside and roast a bogue