Cold Tea
Yo, here's a big story 'bout Boston and cold tea
It was me Dougie P and Jeff we call him Kenney
Left from the Port on the Peter Pan Trailways
Chillin' with Doug's parents for a coupla days
Pat and Dave yeah that was Dougie's folks
Doug asked for the wagon but his dad said nope
We wanted to jet but Dave sparked the barbeque
So we ate up the chicken and then we cut loose
Pat drove the wagon yeah into town
She was off to catch the Boston Pops symphony sound
We thanked her for the ride and she gave Doug some money
She said don't forget the subway closes at 12:30
Headed to the bar but I had no I.D.
I had to flirt with the bouncer just to gain entry
Had a few here and we had a few there
Bustin' all that shit in Harvard Square
Cold Tea-I need it
Shit Goddamn
12 rolled around and we was feelin' loose
Then the bartender says he's stoppin' sellin' the juice
All the bars here close at 1 am so it's time to head out back to the
suburbs again
But Kenny wouldn't have it he was rarin' to go
So for the after-hours we decided to scope
Asked all the locals where's the place to be
They said ya gotta go to Chinatown and ask for cold tea
We were real psyched so we hopped the taxi
Spotted our place it was called the Dynasty
Smiled at the waiter, ordered cocktails for 3
He said we got the pork fried rice but we don't have no cold tea
We was real bummin' but we needed a snack
So we ordered on up the fancy Pu-Pu Plat
Ate all the grease from that crazy platter
We had no cold tea we was just gettin' fatter!
Cold-T-Give it to me!
Shit Goddamn
We had no more money yeah and nowhere to go
It was just us on the street with some bums, some hoes
Then these Boston hicks stumbled onto the street
They was lookin' to do something that was 'neat'
They said we don't know what to do, do you
I said we're not from here, what the fuck is new
What is up with this Boston town
There ain't nothin' to do but but sit your butt on the ground
My butt was real tired I was on the concrete so I said yo let's go to
Park Street
We got in the hicks' car they was drivin' real fast
They was all juiced up, foot was glued to the gas
I thought we were gonna die for sure
So I motioned to my crew, I unlocked the door
He said don't worry honey I'm an Amtrack Conducter
And do you have a friend as cute as you, I'd like to fuck her
I said to them yo ya'alls all dorks
Get me on that Peter Pan back to New York!!!
Cold-T-I need it!
Shit Goddamn
Chá Frio
Yo, aqui vai uma grande história sobre Boston e chá frio
Era eu, Dougie P e Jeff, a gente chama ele de Kenney
Saímos do Porto na Peter Pan Trailways
Curtindo com os pais do Doug por alguns dias
Pat e Dave, é, esses eram os pais do Dougie
Doug pediu a van, mas o pai dele disse não
A gente queria sair, mas o Dave acendeu a churrasqueira
Então comemos o frango e depois nos soltamos
Pat dirigiu a van, é, rumo à cidade
Ela ia pegar o som da sinfonia Boston Pops
Agradecemos pela carona e ela deu grana pro Doug
Ela disse, não esquece que o metrô fecha às 12:30
Fomos pro bar, mas eu não tinha documento
Tive que flertar com o segurança só pra entrar
Tomamos uns drinks aqui e ali
Fazendo toda a bagunça na Harvard Square
Chá frio - eu preciso disso
Merda, caramba
Meia-noite chegou e a gente tava se sentindo solto
Então o bartender disse que ele ia parar de vender a bebida
Todos os bares aqui fecham às 1 da manhã, então é hora de voltar pros
subúrbios de novo
Mas o Kenny não queria, ele tava a fim de mais
Então, pra depois da hora, decidimos dar uma olhada
Perguntamos pros locais onde era o lugar certo
Eles disseram, você tem que ir pra Chinatown e pedir chá frio
A gente ficou animado, então pegamos um táxi
Vimos nosso lugar, se chamava Dynasty
Sorrimos pro garçom, pedimos coquetéis pra 3
Ele disse, temos arroz frito de porco, mas não temos chá frio
A gente ficou bem chateado, mas precisava de um lanche
Então pedimos o chique Pu-Pu Plat
Comemos toda a gordura daquela bandeja maluca
A gente não tinha chá frio, só tava engordando mais!
Chá frio - me dá isso!
Merda, caramba
A gente não tinha mais grana, é, e não tinha pra onde ir
Era só a gente na rua com uns mendigos, umas garotas
Então esses caipiras de Boston apareceram na rua
Eles estavam procurando fazer algo que fosse 'legal'
Disseram, a gente não sabe o que fazer, e você?
Eu disse, a gente não é daqui, e aí, o que há de novo?
Qual é a desse lugar em Boston
Não tem nada pra fazer, só sentar a bunda no chão
Minha bunda tava bem cansada, eu tava no concreto, então eu disse, yo, vamos pra
Park Street
Entramos no carro dos caipiras, eles estavam dirigindo bem rápido
Eles estavam todos animados, pé colado no acelerador
Eu pensei que a gente ia morrer com certeza
Então fiz um sinal pro meu grupo, destranquei a porta
Ele disse, não se preocupe, querida, eu sou um condutor da Amtrak
E você tem uma amiga tão bonita quanto você? Eu gostaria de transar com ela
Eu disse pra eles, yo, vocês são todos uns nerds
Me coloca naquele Peter Pan de volta pra Nova York!!!
Chá frio - eu preciso disso!
Merda, caramba