Check Kenny

[Verse 1: serengeti] Stace’s back in town, she's returned from almost twenty years Ain't seen her since Calamity, she's taller now and dresses weird Well not weird, but you can tell, she's even beyond New York A whole lot of odd tattoos, her neck is long like a stork And she sang a song, tunnel vision, the world's around me black All about my Julie J and how she isn't coming back Rather that, she ain't been here since 1993 Everything was unreal, I found apartment 6E I went away, shaved the stache, bought a Buick Reatta, cash Got a job, a breakfast truck, 94 overpass I walk to work, I tape my thoughts a little micro tape I bought Minnesota's winter's cold, I'm 57 years of old Every day my Julie J, I gave away my gift Girbauds I press record and now it's stored, devastated, sad, and bored I walk to work, 4AM, not a place to park the car 3200 west of Western, I look at the stars [Chorus] I got drops, I got drops I got, got, got drops I got drops, I get I drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drops I drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drops [Verse 2: serengeti] One day I slipped on the ice, thought I almost broke my wrist Ice was hid beneath the snow, plus my Brooks, they got no grip I'm limpin' home, busted knee, make it back to my abode Elevator goin' up, wrist swollen, fingers cold My pad is small, twin bed, VHS, a couple flicks I get, sometimes, twenty-three, an HVR, I play with it For dinner I just eat spaghetti, frozen bag of green beans Foggy memories, Brazil, Julie's face is peaceful still Reach down and grab my tape, record my thoughts so I can sleep Gotta be at the overpass, 10 to 5, six days a week Second pair of wet jeans, dryin' by the radiator Bulls winter starter jacket, busted by the percolator Where's my tape, I think it's gone, I see my jacket pocket's ripped Routines can be over turned, one step, one fateful slip Holiday after holiday, days turn to a couple years I even left the city and the raucous, happy, city cheer Used to be Kenny Dennis, best friends with Maureen and Curtis And my brother T, Lamont, and my mother D I guess it's sorta weird, a person just disappears Packs up and leaves, I thought J was overseas [Chorus] I got drops, I got drops I got, got, got drops I got drops, I get I drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drops I drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drops