Making love to mama in the bacon grease
Gonna find my home, gonna make my lease
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St. Christopher laying down my neck
Ya gonna chew my ear, I'm gonna fuck your neck
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I got cars and I got czars
Gonna tear my nails, I'm gonna lick your scars
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Nothin' much to lose if you've got nothin' to spare
Cracked up leather and sun-bleached hair
Out is all I've known, but weeds grow to stand
'Cause the weight of this world, they gonna blow like sin
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Free coke party at Bologna Land
I ain't got no shame to give away or send
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Making my coffee in a drainage ditch
Gonna shake your ass while I get rich
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Open sores to settle scores
From eating window pane and screaming on my floor
Nothin' much to lose if you've got nothin' to spare
Cracked up leather and sun-bleached hair
Out is all I've known, but weeds grow to stand
'Cause the weight of this world, they gonna blow like sin
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Open eyes to reach him through the sands
To question where you were with men
To know where you would stand and see
To burn it all to be with thee
To understand to go to breath
To try the work and go to see
To stand your ground and live a lie
To never know where you could try
To always be the other side
To know that you're the only guy
To know that you would sit and stand
To know the truth you feel inside
To understand where I would go
When I always take it to the show
To never know where I had been
To always see and know this sin
Digging my feet in the peanut shells
I was gonna taste your skin, gonna huff your smell
Licking that mud off my finger tips
I'm gonna stare you down while granny moves those hips
Propped right up upon the broken glass
Checking me for ticks while I bathe in ash