Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Vernon Girl , by - Smut Peddlers. Song from the album Coming Out, in the genre ПанкRelease date: 04.05.2004
Record label: Smut Peddlers
Song language: English
Vernon Girl |
| Looking for a fix on Soto Street |
| South bound into Vernon |
| Couldn’t find nothing in Boyle Heights |
| I tell you my liver was burning |
| While I was stopped at a traffic light |
| In front of Farmer John |
| A little meat packer with a paycheck jumps in And says «let's cop and get it on.» |
| Vernon Girl |
| She said she moved here from Mexico |
| Her family was all dead |
| She scored a job at the slaughterhouse |
| Shooting pigs in the head |
| We met a connection with smack and blow |
| At 55th and Holmes |
| Then we got a room and had a time |
| The best I’ve ever known |
| Vernon Girl |
| In the morning we were drinking vodka |
| And we polished off all the tar |
| Then some cops rushed in and handcuffed me And stuffed me in an unmarked car |
| It felt like hell in front of that motel |
| In the city of Huntington Park |
| They left the front door open |
| And I had to watch her blow the narcs |
| Vernon Girl |