Black Ballerina

Banished from the junkyard paradise Stuck in Vegas with my loaded dice Looks like a vacant lot and tumbleweed Go out and try to succeed By that highway, broken down Exile on frog street Exile on frog street I'm not a gambler They call me the rambler I'm just a scrambler But you know I have the style You know that I'm an exile on frog street Exile on frog street I'm not a toad I'm not a toad I'm just a Frog The enchanted frog was waiting for his princess charming To come and kiss him on his frog lips And who'd he turn into? Me! (Why?) Cause I'm the frog prince Frog Exile on frog street Where all the elves two step two So come on down to the rendezvous Exile