Lyrics:

Got a pocket full of change
But it ain't gonna get me far
I'm a movin violation
This ain't even my car
Somebody roll up the windows
Somebody turn up the tunes
Somebody get me a valid ID
Or I'll be wearing the blues
There's no reason or rhyme, but so what
Tis the season for crime and here we come
Ready or... ooh what'd you expect
Oh what'd you expect
Got a rocket eighty-eight
But the bitch wont give it back
It's a stupid situation
But she's got a nice rack
Somebody get me a shotgun
Somebody give me a ride
Somebody tell me what's going on
I'm here to take what's mine
There's no reason or rhyme, but so what
Tis the season for crime and here we come
Ready or... ooh what'd you expect
Somebody get me a shotgun
Somebody give me a ride
Somebody tell me what's going on
I'm here to take what's mine