| "Detroit" | |
| Do it once, do it right Wanna fight? Fuckin right Put my quarter down you friggin clown I feel alright, Im outta sight. Dont bring me down, dont bring me down, Dont bring me no Miller Lite Body and Soul, this old lifes on the line Brother, wont you lend me a hand? Because Im going to DETROIT! Repeat verse Brother, wont you lend me a hand? Because Im going to DETROIT! Dont leave me stuck in the sand Because Im going to Detroit! Bam, bam, bam, bam... etc. DETROIT! | |