I heard a politician
His tongue was made of gold
He whetted all my wishin
What a tale he told
But once he got elected
He didn’t change a thing
His words were all infected
But Lord that man could sing
A honey-drippin phrase
Just puts me in a daze
I’m blinded by my ears
Every time I hear
A phony-talking sneak
It always leaves me weak
A man came from the city
What a song he sung
He made me feel so pretty
He made me feel so young
Now my soul is scarred
From all the things he did
He maxed out all my cards
And left me with a kid
A honey-drippin phrase
Just puts me in a daze
I’m blinded by my ears
Every time I hear
A phony-talking sneak
It always leaves me weak
When I see two people happy
I start to scheme and plan
I’ve always got a hunger
For somebody else’s man
If he’s good enough for you
He’d be better for me
You’d better hold on to your man
Or he’ll be my property
He’s charming and he’s handsome
He’s difficult to get
I‘ve had eleven like him
I’m collecting the whole set
If he’s good enough for you
He’d be better for me
You’d better hold on to your man
Or he’ll be my property
He’s muscular and tall
And he drives a German car
My life is a movie
And I’m making him a star
If he’s good enough for you
He’d be better for me
You’d better hold on to your man
Or he’ll be my property
I’ll have him, I’ll discard him
I’ll find another mate
Vittles look so tasty
When they’re on a different plate
If he’s good enough for you
He’d be better for me
You’d better hold on to your man
Or he’ll be my property
You never like my cooking You said my roast was dry You wouldn’t eat my lasagna You won’t touch my cherry pie If you don’t munch on something I’ll get another guy
I do everything you ask me to What T F is wrong with you? I’m loyal and I’m pretty too What T F is wrong with you? A bigger fool I never knew What T F is wrong with you?
You never liked my family You said my dad was dirt You came to brunch on Sunday But you didn’t bring your shirt If my brothers ever see you They’ll fill you up with hurt
I do everything you ask me to What T F is wrong with you? I’m loyal and I’m pretty too What T F is wrong with you? A bigger fool I never knew What T F is wrong with you?
You never do the dishes You never mop the floor You think that I’m your maid You think that I’m your whore You said you need direction So, buddy there’s the door
I do everything you ask me to What T F is wrong with you? I’m loyal and I’m pretty too What T F is wrong with you? A bigger fool I never knew What T F is wrong with you?
Teacher says my kid is bad
Pinching girls and punching boys
Says he’s quite the lively lad
Busting heads and breaking toys
I gotta raise the feller right
I can’t tolerate no sass
Every time the school calls
I always beat his little ass
He must’ve got that from his friends
Or else he seen it on tv
He didn’t learn that stuff from me
This is a sick society
Police got my boy downtown
For smashing glass and taking beer
I guess I’ll get another round
Before I sneak on outta here
I’m ashamed that he’s my son
That ain’t the way that he was taught
We all like to have our fun
But only idiots get caught
He must’ve got that from his friends
Or else he seen it on tv
He didn’t learn that stuff from me
This is a sick society
Wheel of fortune
Rollin on
My dreams
Gets me so exasperated
Deeds and outcomes
Ain’t related
Sooner or later
Life’ll kick you
In the ass
No one is immune
Nobody
Gets a pass
Everybody got a reason
To be angry
But angry
Won’t feed your chickens
Angry hurts
And angry sickens
Sooner or later
Life’ll kick you
In the ass
No one is immune
Nobody
Gets a pass
Just try to do
Your best
Cuz fickle
Fate don’t give a damn
So cherish what
Is beautiful
And take it like a man
Sooner or later
Life’ll kick you
In the ass
No one is immune
Nobody
Gets a pass
Got money in my pants
Got a shiny new car
Got tickets to a dance
Got a seat at the bar
Got everything I earned
From all the work I do
But I never ever learned
That I just needed you
I’m a boat without a sail
I’m a light without a lamp
I’m a letter in the mail
That ain’t got no stamp
I’m a fool without a plan
Darling, can’t you understand?
I’m a rinky dink shadow
Of a man
I’m tearing up the town
I’m breaking all the rules
And I’m rollin all around
With a mighty bunch of fools
Got all my crazy pals
Got a million things to do
Got a thousand horny gals
But I just need you
I’m a boat without a sail
I’m a light without a lamp
I’m a letter in the mail
That ain’t got no stamp
I’m a fool without a plan
Darling, can’t you understand?
I’m a rinky dink shadow
Of a man
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