This is a song about "Saving my boyfriend"

I don’t care where ya are

My boyfriend is clever

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

Where businessmen up there saving

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

I hate police so im saving the street!

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

So if it comes down, may the best man win

It will be my saving grace of repetition

But she sneaks out the window to meet with her boyfriend

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast