Texty:
Black Tie Affair

an amateur cause I'm so fly I'm dropping dope like Panama Last year I wore a black tuxedo The chicks paid to see me in my silk black speedos in my whirlpool

jane blowin, livin life in the fast lane Gotta stay fresh, cause I live by my last name - Styles And they ain't make 'em like me in a while Black tie affair

spend wild chips gettin' drunk up in the China Club, while you up in Skate Key wit' a minor I know she wit' it, I betta brick I could hit it Black tie affair

bitty tennis shoes. Hearin': "Goodnight Daddy, I love you"'s. Yeah, I've been dreamin' 'bout babies. I used to dream of fancy foriegn cars, And black tie affairs

This is a black market reformation keep your lips closed And don't you ever give away our underground location This is a black tie affair don't ever close

know I'm different than you think I am." He leaned over by the bedside stand The suit and tie had a gun in his hand An affair to remember... Chorus

Blame it all on my roots I showed up in boots And ruined your black tie affair The last one to know The last one to show, I was the last one You thought

Cold black coffee, incessant stream of cars Cigarette ash lies sprinkled like a fistful of grey stars Yesterday it rained silver rainbows on the ground

Blame it all on my roots I showed up in boots And ruined your black tie affair The last one to show, the last one to know I was the last one you thought