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What A Town

Down here in this little country Town Everybody friendly No, I don’t think so On the corner of vine and north Sit’s a crack head Asking for spare change To buy some food When they spot clear out, I Think he forgets Or the store ran off and said That is bad for his business Go away.. For he is here at Fred’s asking For the same Can you spare a dollar if not a Quarter I’m hunger ma am Do you have a dime Did I see you a minute ago No ma am I’d been here all Day Did I see you cross town on Leila Street, No, ma am I’d been here all Day Okay You buy food with this extra Dollar, Yes, ma am I will He had to forget cause he Was a she, And she bend over her balled Up money fail on the ground My impression was “Oh My God” Her bank roll is larger than Mind.. Hey, Carla give me my 2 dollars Back, The 1 I gave you on vine and North, And the 1 I just handed to you Here I think I will move to another town She said Cause these old country tight people Is stuck up as all get out.. There is no moral to this story If you come upon a crack head Just be aware this maybe their Job He/she plays To steal and cheat, scam and play Many tricks Just to get a dollar While the player is getting everybody Money.. And driving a brand new Tahoe and You are in a bat mobile Laugh Trying to be cool

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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