No good, papa's no good, sister's no good and that's a drag Sometimes you feel like your heads on the ceiling When you scream your mama rag When your daddy come home with an old soup bone And take all your money away And your mama's in the kitchen on the phone she be bitchin And your girlfriend who called to say
High school lover with ya cops undercover and gettin high, drank Lebanese Hey mama choose that you been through And it right between your knees Hair case, shotgun, rock on, chewing gum, take it to the dance tonight... Your love child with wild child smile And don't care wrong from right
Nobody but nobody baby knockin' my socks off Rock, rockin' baby I'll be gettin' my rocks off Nobody but nobody shootin never get a shot off Yeah, yeah, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
