[Lyric] Moschino (Grimace)

Cruising at the bar
With Moschino on, hmm
A steed up on your lap
You'll probably bring him back
To your place once the liquor's hit you hard

I imagine that you're always cutting teeth
Just for me
I imagine that you're living pretty free
I know you pray you see me singing across the bar
But I'm not there

No dice, No dice
You thought that I would
But I didn't look twice
No dice, No dice
You thought that I would
I didn't look twice
Twice

No dice, No dice
You thought that I would
Would, Would, Would, Would