be so tough Is it necessary to talk so (son of a bitchin) rough Hey ain't there some place I could fit in Could I find a little action there Hey wait just a
Spend a lot of time tryin' to grow up Guess I got a lot of growin' up to do Used to tell me sit down, hey shut up Guess they don't know what I was goin
Sayin' unsnap your jeans, baby I'll take what I find I got non-stop shootem up, on a layaway plan I've got a workman's compensation, I'm a union man [
streets An old man wrapped in rags and newspaper Lies asleep on the corner of the street Whatever we had Lies in a heap at your feet Goodnight I guess it's goodnight A
Would you bring it on over here I got a big jet black Cadillac Parked out back in the rear I'd give you twenty five heathens To serve you a six pack of
a lover that won't drive me crazy I need a lover that won't drive me crazy I need a lover that won't drive me crazy Some girl that knows the meaning of a
will if you want to survive You don't have to look too hard to see That there just ain't no free rides Hell it takes a real man to survive [Chorus]
the damage is done, hey I can't really feel it Well I don't fault your love and The bathroom stains, oh yeah And its a little too fast and dieing too
took a job cleanin' up as a maid At the Grammercy Park Hotel And all her auditions They didn't turn out so pretty So she took a job dancin' At the bar
