Whitebread Songtext / Lyric

All the money she saved
For this holiday trip in the sun
All disappeared in someone's pocket, babe
Accountments by a gun
Now the days are betook
And the kids are with granny
I knew they won't come far
As they left the airport
And they rent a car

Whitebread don't go to Miami
Cause they don't like kinda guys like you down there
Whitebread don't go to Miami
Cause they don't like kinda guys like you down there

He was good in cars
He knows how to fix them
Cause he's been steeling them
Since he's ten
And now he's the king of the street
And she's good in love
She knows how to treat you right
Cause she's used to lick
Since she's seven
And now she's on and up in a crack heaven

Whitebread don't go to Miami
Cause they don't like kinda guys like you down there
Whitebread don't go to Miami
Cause they don't like kinda guys like you down there

Whitebread don't go to Miami
Cause they don't like kinda guys like you down there
Whitebread don't go to Miami
Cause they don't like kinda guys like you down there
Chucky goes 'round down to Rosenheim
Chucky goes 'round, go down
Chucky goes 'round down to Rosenheim
Chucky goes 'round, go down

And now:

Walls are crying
Black and white
Colors are deeper
And you change out the light