Lyrics:
Dry cleaning ray,
At the end of the day,
Always knows what to say,
Always knows what to play
It's the same old song
With the same old bits
They make me green with envy
They don't spend no money on clothes
They got their own dress code
The walk around "au naturel"
No more expensive dry
foot down your throat
'Til you shit in my shoe
Leave you screaming
Pay for my dry cleaning
Fuck your man
It's my name that he's screaming
I'm
encapsulates all that is foul
In man and creature it is scoffing
In a spacious and wasteful
Rochcliffe valley hall
Revealed in dream, in cloth
The dry cleaning
lunch and take out the garbage
The housework keeps you going
Pay the bills and get the dry-cleaning
RRR! - Let's go - time for shopping
Bread and milk
drinkin' beer
You were the redhead behind the counter there
I'm the one who fell off his chair there
You had your dry-cleaning and I think you're dreaming
the barn, something wasn't right
As I told my father late that night
So they came in a dry-cleaning van and they took them away, took them away
One dog
drinking beer
You were the redhead behind the counter there
I'm the one who fell out of his chair there
You had your dry cleaning and I think you're
This is nothing, this is not for me
I don't need it
I am brushing something off my sleeve
I'm dry cleaning
This is everything it's meant to be
Now I
pigeons and dry cleaning ladies
I'll catch the sweat dripping from your curls
Keep you in my pocket watch to remind me time is wasting
I don't have much
drinking beer
You were the redhead behind the counter there
I'm the one who fell out of his chair there
You had your dry cleaning and I think you're
as your legacy
The statues will still spout all their treachery
Anyone who walks the ground is alienated
Our soles are wet and dry cleaning bills stated
D-9, 3 strikes
I'm blessed, no curse
I had to get inside
We make it work
Got stuck on my past
Creep late, I lurk
I'm cleaning up dirt
Dry
silks, looking crazy
Pay your dry-cleaning bill and all that (pay that, pay that)
'Cause it's like it ain't even a competition no more
You were the redhead behind the counter there
I'm the one who fell out of his chair there
You had your dry cleaning and I think you're dreamy
I saw you
of every nigga around me
Even the niggas that used to clown me
Some days I'm Superman
But sometimes even my cape needs dry-cleaning
Every once in a while
dry-cleaning
Every once in a while
Sometimes I make it through without a pastor
But sometimes even I can use some preaching too
I'm just a child
Some days
dry-cleaning
Every once in a while
Sometimes I make it through without a pastor
But sometimes even I can use some preaching too
I'm just a child
Some days
anyway
Stop pretending
Take the chance to build a brand new day
GROUPIE #2
This is his dry cleaning bill
ALL GROUPIES
Four sweater vests
Takeadogga
Takeadogga
Takeadogga
Takeadogga
The dry cleaning's wet
And I didn't have to go and pick it up yet
It's cold with the poles
It's cold
I'm so sick
Of all your lies
I'm done right now
I'm done tonight
Self the way
Show the way
Self the way
Dry cleaning
Self the way
Show the way
Self
I work every day, at a dry cleaning store.
Pressin' pants and sortin clothes,
and a whole lot more. Dresses,
pants, and blouses, skirts and worn-out
stapled my fate to skateboard kicktails
And rash attachments on desperate emails
I'm drowning in dry cleaning tags and safety pins
Do you think it's
birkin babe
Ain’t popping no Perky but I get it popping
I see all my foes look nervous, blew my bags on this jersey
Maintain it dry cleaning service
Work
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