Pizzeria I still see 'ya
Even though your history
You used to sell me cigarettes
When I was just a boy of eleventeen
Your pepperoni and your garlic powder
Were on my breath in my finest hour
The night I sniffed the eight ball's power
And got shocked into a man
Pizzeria I still see 'ya
Even though you turned Chinese
I still hear your boombox blaring
Rock and roll and air condition wheeze
Your dollar slices and your backroom vices
Were in my blood when I roll the dices
The night I robbed the Italian ices
And got picked up like a bitch
Your Star Trek rolled up a shit TV
And your phone kept ringing so desperately
These yesterdays keep hanging round my neck
Like rolled chains of gold Italia
Jailhouses they come and go
These tattooed girls drag me down so low
But memories they stand the test of time
Somehow, man, when all else fails you
Pizzeria I still see 'ya
Every summer on these evening streets
Your counter guys in their platform boots
They're just ghosts made of evening heat
Your pizza boxes under halogen lights
Stood like a castle in my eyes tonight
Then it all collapsed when I took one bite
Of Sweet and Sour #9
Your Star Trek rolled up a shit TV
And your phone kept ringing so desperately
These yesterdays keep hanging round my neck
Like rolled chains of gold Italia
Jailhouses they come and go
These tattooed girls drag me down so low
But memories they stand the test of time
Somehow, man, when all else fails you
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