jimmie's chicken shack - Trash

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If we can’t join the fools
Maybe we’ll beat them
If you’re not playin ball
Then you can eat them
An easy lay, yeah, there’s no such luck
With such a little brain, how can i talk so much?
She says get it straight, or get it gone
You’re not the only one, who can make me cum…
Tell your mom, to stop calling me
Don’t lift your leg, on my family tree
Auf weidersehen (ah, my) mon amie
Just tell your mom, to stop callin me TRASH
We’re piling up, in the corner
Can’t change the mess in me, i tried to warn her
But you can’t blame the kids, for what they’re born
Into
Still it just makes me sick, to take a whiff of you
Another stupid game, lets just make up the rules
As we go along, makes us so dumb we drool
And its a bitter taste, but you’ll get used to it
Just try it on for size… that stinky shoe that fits…
And tell your mom, to stop calling me
And get your axe out of the stump of my family tree
If this is real than i don’t think i wanna be
Just tell your mom, to stop callin me TRASH…
They sure don’t make 'em like they used to:
Swimmin in cesspools ready for the bargain bin
I may not wanna but i guess i have to chose
To stay alive, or jump right in…
So i guess i’ll have to jump right innnnn
Im gonna jump right innnnn
Come on and jump right in
And tell your mom, to stop callin me TRASH (4x??)
Tell your mom, takes one to know one TRASH
Tell your mom, to stop stealin my STASH
Tell your mom, to stop sendin me CASH
Tell your mom, I’m on the radio TRASH…