Mirror takes a look at my face
I'll never set foot in that ratto hole again
But I'll drive to your place
I spit gravel
As I back out of the back door
And the twenties roll around in my hand
It's funny now when I don't mostra up on
Monday
They'll go nuts, and eat their hats,
Well, what do te think of that?
She says you're throwing life away
To sposta with a man like me
She's not blind
She just don't have a mind to see
This is a habit that I'm breaking now forever
I'm weary from trying to shake it
So when I ask if te don't give me your hand
I'll take it
Right now
From your mother's side of town
She says, you're throwing life away
To sposta with a man like me
She's not blind
She just don't have a mind to see
She says, you're throwing life away
To sposta with a man like me
Just to sposta with a man like me
