Woke up one morning I was really depressed That kinda day when gettin dressed Is like the hardest fuckin thing that you could ever imagine Suckin hard yeah I was cold tragin
So I tried to make myself feel better Called up my friend Kim and then I met her Cuz she always makes me feel just a little bit stronger And I needed advice, wonder if I was wrong for
Splittin with my baby it was almost two years Which is a lot you know in dog years! But anyway, I wrote enough songs about him in our day So I'm gonna stop now and put it away in the back of my brain And tell you bout the other shit I have to complain about that day Picked up the guitar tried to play Couldn't get past the chord A And E and C and fuck it was boring
All of a sudden there's a knock at the door and it was my old neighbor Who wakes me up every mornin 7:30 am Ridin her exercycle blastin Lite FM But she tells me I gotta keep it down I give up, I'm so down
I hate where I be livin on Clinton Street The other day I saw a dead guy lyin under a sheet And these 14 year old pushers tryin to sell me dope And the fuckin salsa music I can't even cope
I used to really love livin on the Lower East Side But when I walk down the street, "Yo Pussy need a ride?" Is what I hear from every mac muthafucker givin hassles Yo Punk I ain't a stripper, you see some tassles?
Crawlin all over the apartment are cockroaches and moths And my ex-boyfriend says I act like David Lee Roth All these record labels calling but they don't produce the cash Yo boy shave that goatee and uh then call me back I'm working 2 different jobs and I'm always fuckin broke Eatin tofu everyday and uh maybe a coke Feelin down feelin bad feelin slow like a turtle C'mon get me off the mike because I'm frontin like Urkel! Ya okay, where's ya respect for me baby?
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Copy to Clipboard: Woke up one morning I was really depressed That kinda day when gettin dressed Is like the hardest fuckin thing that you could ever imagine Suckin hard yeah I was cold tragin
So I tried to make myself feel better Called up my friend Kim and then I met her Cuz she always makes me feel just a little bit stronger And I needed advice, wonder if I was wrong for
Splittin with my baby it was almost two years Which is a lot you know in dog years! But anyway, I wrote enough songs about him in our day So I'm gonna stop now and put it away in the back of my brain And tell you bout the other shit I have to complain about that day Picked up the guitar tried to play Couldn't get past the chord A And E and C and fuck it was boring
All of a sudden there's a knock at the door and it was my old neighbor Who wakes me up every mornin 7:30 am Ridin her exercycle blastin Lite FM But she tells me I gotta keep it down I give up, I'm so down
I hate where I be livin on Clinton Street The other day I saw a dead guy lyin under a sheet And these 14 year old pushers tryin to sell me dope And the fuckin salsa music I can't even cope
I used to really love livin on the Lower East Side But when I walk down the street, "Yo Pussy need a ride?" Is what I hear from every mac muthafucker givin hassles Yo Punk I ain't a stripper, you see some tassles?
Crawlin all over the apartment are cockroaches and moths And my ex-boyfriend says I act like David Lee Roth All these record labels calling but they don't produce the cash Yo boy shave that goatee and uh then call me back I'm working 2 different jobs and I'm always fuckin broke Eatin tofu everyday and uh maybe a coke Feelin down feelin bad feelin slow like a turtle C'mon get me off the mike because I'm frontin like Urkel! Ya okay, where's ya respect for me baby?
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