I've got my broomstick, baby I've got my paperback novel I'm gonna lay right here And I ain't gonna grovel What's the use of lying? I won't believe you
Bill collector called today, shove IRS is on my case, shove My boss says I should comb my hair, shove My father thinks that I'm nowhere Get out of my
Don?t wanna drown Don?t wanna be found This is not my destiny, oh yeah No twentieth century casualty, oh yeah I don?t wanna watch television I don?t
She wakes up wet in a shower stall Sewn together, bangs her head on a wall She goes hitchhiking at 3 a.m. Bruised and bloody, does it over again She?
Taime is a rock star Just like me Everyone loves him Just like me They all think he's punk Just like me Smack how he picks it up So where's your dignity
up out your neglege, freak em on a regular day, come 6 times but it's 7 today, Ludacris in the back of your Chevrolet, Uh Uh what's my name so magical
