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I'm the adultress
But i didn't want to be and i'm convenient
And i make good tea
I stand accused
Of the worst crime in history
That's my mystery
was smoking boas
Ever since your crooked ass cop daddy, he pulled me over
And took my quarter bag of dope, 'cause he's a smoker
Fuck it, I got a lot
to stand. 
And he found Your hand. 

He's moved up state. 
With a brand new bag of tea. 
Bold as a lion. 
There's no denying 

That Tuggy's in New
a glimpse of Rita, 
Filling in a ticket in her little white book. 
In a cap she looked much older, 
And the bag across her shoulder 
Made her look
goes to eat at the Ritz
Big steaks, that's the breaks
We eat hominy grits
From a bag, what a drag

He's got a car made of suede
With a black
Affraid Of Me
Oh My Sword I Pull
Kill Si Bull
Yes Sir Yes Sir Three Bags Full
Then We Have Steak And Chips For Tea

I Met A Sweet Señora
In Barcelona
That eats me up, that's Elvis
Las Vegas era
I'm half bag lady, half Bagheera

I got my hand on my heart
But my heart's in the gutter
Talking
Housekeeping bag
Here comes the big spaceship
...Thrusters on
Here comes the big spaceship

Terry!

Children fucked from the start
Sleeping naked?
goes to eat at the Ritz
Big steaks, that's the breaks
We eat hominy grits
From a bag, what a drag

He's got a car made of suede
With a black
box cutter
You heard what I said motherfucker did I studder
With my brown paper bag, here to represent the hustle I'm out

Coka baby man you know I
a glimpse of Rita, 
Filling in a ticket in her little white book. 
In a cap she looked much older, 
And the bag across her shoulder 
Made her look
I smell just like Ajax
Ooh, I got the bag
I got the swag in a box filled with tags
Show off my riches 'cause I came from rags
Jacksonville shawty,
You can take all the tea in China
Put it in a big brown bag for me
Sail right around the seven oceans
Drop it straight into the deep blue sea
Baby, it's all in a day

My pen used to run across the page doin' suicides
When they said by 25 that you would lie, inside a box, no controllin'
Feed the cat, grab the road map
Put the house key under the mat
Don't forget to leave the kitchen light on

Pack your bags, hit the trail
Tell
My ghost drives around with a bag of dead fish
Falling neutrinos drift through the trees
He staggers and reels, runs up credit card bills
I'm ridin' wit my box
And I gotta keep her brand new
Brand new gucci sandals and she got the bag too
Yea I got a swag but she got a swag too
Brand
routine.
Filing piling on his desk all day
In and out from tray to endless tray;
Tea and biscuits secretary's legs
Luncheon daydreams over curried eggs.
Yes
a glimpse of Rita, 
Filling in a ticket in her little white book. 
In a cap she looked much older, 
And the bag across her shoulder 
Made her look
not to wake her
Tea and a toast to yesterday's capers
In the morning 

She wrote my name on a red telephone box
When I got there she'd already
a glass of iced tea.
Telephone's ringing... "Get Off Me", When 5 o'clock comes I'll Be Free

Must be the traffic, Causin' my pressure to rise.
I just can't
commerciality, commerciality

Sell and revitali-, vitalize and home pride
From tractors to tea-bags, from here to eternity, oh god, help me
Commerciality,
Singing to the Juke Box in some
All-night Beanery
Yeah he was eating hard rock candy

And chasing it with tea
You should have seem him lick his lips
Counting that bag on the low (bag)
Count that bag on the floor (bag)
Stack it up 'til you get mo' (stack it up)
Stack it up 'til it get mo' (stack it up)

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