Lyrics:
My brothers said that I was rotten to the core
I was the youngest child, so I got by with more
I guess she was tired by the time I came along,
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
dick (jefe)
This shit is a movie (uh), grab the popcorn (popcorn)
I don't need a super, bitch, I get the job done (job done)
Don't walk in my trap
it thru the day
But oh, please help me thru the lonely nites
When I'm on my job It's not too hard
But when I go home
And I'm all alone (and I'm by
And I'm all alone (and I'm by myself babe you heard me)
You know you're my crutch I need you're sweet touch
Then it gets the night time again Lord when
I guess he's working late again
I don't need to wonder where he is
But I do
He ought a know that by now
I know his job takes a lot of him
Close the door, leave the cold outside
Don't need nothin', by your side
We've got somethin' that won't never die
Our dreams, our pride
Beats like
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
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Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
I left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked
Yeah
All that molly, why your jaw so tight?
And you almost lost your job tonight
This not Breaking Bad, I bring my motherfuckin' pipe
Yeah, I love
on a novel by a man named Lear
And I need a job
So I want to be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
It's a dirty story of a dirty man
And his clinging
at the Gates of Camelot
Calling for Arthur, Merlin and Sir Lancelot.
Waiting at the Gates of Camelot
Because we know they need some Viking support
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Hey baby won't you take my hand
And make me a happy man
I ain't rich but I found my fortune in you
Two jobs on the nighttime shift
I'm still left
posted my landing, oh
Wondering if the same old understanding, stands
I know you got work pretty early, I'll be around 'bout 3:30
Usually you done by
got carrots like Bugs Bunny
Memphis nigga overpaid, you can call me Mike Conley
I say I did it then I done it
Nigga, you can call me Donnie
Count my
dey win by default
And without any doubt o
Omo me I be adult o
I no go fit take your
I no go fit take your insult o
Omo mind as you dey talk o
I
Yeah this one goes out to all the ladies in the house
I need two to stand by me when the chips are down and
Stick around while I defend my
the highway!
Well I'm not wiped out by this poolroom life I'm livin'
I'm gonna quit this job, and go to school, and head back home
(head back home)
Now I
"Hi, my name is Arthur and I quit!"
Chickenshit!
"You know he said something about a
Taking a feather home for his
Wife, you know for a hat
That
walked by has successfully caught your eye
No thanks but I'm sure that you're a nice guy"
Damn, I had no reply, cause she was right
Newly single so I
oh, this tonight
Can tell you want me
By the way I see you starin' 'cross the room, babe
No shame in the game
Just cut the shit, be honest
Yeah,
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