I left a fine, a fine, young woman back home
Life is a drag, yeah, she's all alone
It's gone, it's gone, the life that I had
But don't get me wrong, you know it's not all bad
Because your eyes, your eyes, when I look in your eyes
I don't think about her at all and that she's crying
Your hair, your hair, I could swim in your hair
You asked me to leave, and you thought I wouldn't dare
I used to pay to get my shoes shined
I think I used to have a car
Got a couple of children
I don't care where they are
I played the CC on Saturday
I shot a 72
I left it all Sunday
It was the day I met you
How long, how long, how long can this last?
By the way you didn't mention any of your past
I had a job, a job, a high-paying job
Now I'm a son of a b—
Who's willing to rob.
And steal, and steal, just to survive
That's how you like it, girl, living barely alive
You're shady, you're shady like the tint on the glass
But I couldn't care less ‘cause this thing is a gas
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