Let Me Use Your Ride

The world is in the palm of my hands (Yes it is)
 See, I just got the keys to my bothers van
 Sorry Na Na, she's takin' it off (Gettin' so naked now)
 And we're gettin' freaky on the loft
 (Freaky to the maximum)
 Don't try to knock (oh oh oh)
 Cause it'll throw off my rock
 And the steamed up windows should say enough
 Or the moans that you hear
 When you're creepin' up, uh huh
 Nasty Har Mar
 Well it's one ton of solid fun
 Ten of my friends and a graphix bong
 Damn we're out of smoke
 You can't surprise me
 Gotta beeline to the man who supplies me
 Don't forget to pick up a dime for me
 Oh bro please let me use your ride
 Dirty Preson's Pontiac just died
 And all of all of all of our feet are getting tied
 (So tired)
 We're never gonna make it to the bon fire, uh huh
 Don't try to knock (oh oh oh)
 Cause it'll throw off my rock
 And the steamed up windows should say enough
 Or the moans that you hear
 When you're creepin' up, uh huh
 Nasty Har Mar
 Ooh ooh
 Mmmmmmmmmm I will