Aerosmith

get yourself cooler, lay yourself low
coincidental murder, with nothing to show
with the judge, constipation will go to his head
and his wife's aggravation, you're soon enough dead
it's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend
it's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend
gotcha with the cocaine they found with your gun
[ alt: shady lookin' loser, you played with my gun ]
no smoothy face laywer to getcha undone
say love ain't the same on the south side of town
you could look, but you ain't gonna find it around