Juke blastin faster slow it down If I huff and I puff I can blow it down In every disco in San Francisco I had a chance but I missed though Can I write the hits though? The kind they play on the radio stations Patience is a virtue if the agents haven't Heard you, preferred you They'll desert you like Benedict Arnold I won't be dicked around, no. Drinking water while they're sipping wine In their condo or mansion I'm off on a tangent again Before I make my way to the end, The sentence must mend or be bandaged A slight disadvantage I know we sound full but we're famished
We get feast, we get famine...all the time
They say it takes a song so I went along Tripping and falling, bawling out my eyes Wishing that I was recording They say I'm gonna have to wait Another week for the cake I say oh my soul, What is this rigamarole? Always dealing sour cards so I fold I don't wanna get rich before I'm old I just wanna get my belly full