Now folks I got this smoking habit see And I know The Habit's bad But the worse thing about smoking Is it makes them nonsmokers so mad They say if you gonna puff them things Go sit in the smoking section please They put us in a ward like a bunch of cows With the hoof in mouth disease
And all I hear is cigarets Their bad for you dude Well that may be friends But I like them Every way but Bar-B-Q'ed
And when I'm ready to quit smoking Don't worry it'll be a breeze But right now friend Better stick me in The smoking section please
I'm a slave He's a slave I'm a slave He's a slave I'm a poor helpless victim To the thing my body craves His body craves
Now I know my smoking habit's rotten And I hate myself for ever starting But right now friend I could eat a carton Cause I'm a slave
Ooo-ooooo
Now folks back home there was this dude That would gamble at the drop of your hat You know the kind He has to raise all the time And cover every bet
Well one night he was having a run of luck And all his luck was bat Done lost his money lost his car He done lost everything he had
And I'm trying to drag him Out of that poker game And he's a hanging on to my arm Jerry loan me ten Help me get back in I'll win a ribbon farm
Well I loaned him ten then twenty Friends they was picking me to the bone And when I stopped the game All that remain Was my cab-fair home
I said hey if I was stuck with your luck Believe I'd leave that poker alone He said Jerry it ain't nothing but dough And money ain't got no home Loan me ten
I'm a slave He's a slave I'm a slave He's a slave I'm a poor helpless victim To the thing my body craves His body craves
But there is some good To come out of this friends There's always one bet you can win You bet this cowboy Will bet um again Cause I'm a slave
Ooo-ooooo
Well now I ain't seen my next-door neighbor In a week or so I guess Till yesterday and he was all bandaged up And in this body cast
I said well from the looks of you son Uh the wreck must have been bad He said no this is what happens Jerry When your ol lady gets mad
He said it was last Saturday night and I was in this bar Had a blonde on my knee When I look up and there's my ol lady Looking right down on me
Well she grabbed that blonde And they was a having a championship bout I stood up and said now honey wait a minuet And I never should open my mouth
Cause she come right across my head with a bottle Yelling save that country jive And what she done to me Was world war three And I'm lucky to be alive
And I said let that be a lesson son Maybe this flame will be your last He said hey me and you Know what I'm gonna do Soon as I get out of this cast
I'm a slave He's a slave I'm a slave He's a slave Don't put the pressure on me It effects how I behave How he behaves
I love them short fat skinny ones I like them brunets I love the blonds I can't help it Its a lot of fun
I'm a slave He's a slave I'm a slave He's a slave I'm a poor helpless victim To the thing my body craves His body craves
Well I was laying in the floor Half killed asking myself Was it worth the thrill? Will you do it again You know I will Cause I'm a slave
Uh hello sugar babe Uh you ain't got a cigaret on you have you, (hehe) Yeah well I guess borrowing ten is out of the question ain't it, (hehe)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
