Early rising no surprising - right? Get outside crispy cold My keys in my hand i hold tight Jump in, slide in, turn in ... No lights Damn while warm in my bed My car battry drained itself dead Look up and down my sleepy street Swear i saw a tumble weed 3 cars drove by couldnt see me Im in a closed tight community Yet no one shows tiny kindness Luckily i had the cell connect And called my counties finest Imagine that Within five he did arrive And jumped my car off quickly I see it soon a fruit basket Delivered to him slickly Muchos gracias thats the word I found one that still Protects and serves ©2017 L C Bey Days of Saturn