The Dozens

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Good evening, missess, ladies Peace, praise god A blessing unto the race Speaking of love And peace, and god Would you mind showing A little christian kindness to me? I can show you the taste, you see Oh, I don't have nothin' to hide I got a bad heart, so it ain't for me Not really, ask a doctor He'll tell you I'm a serious case Come on, bread Help me get that taste It's a medical emergency, you see [Verse 2] Don't jump, folks Take them looks off your face I ain't one of them dope addicts That's a teeny-bopper bag Whoever seen a junkie as old as me? I just want my taste, you see [Verse 3] My story's sad, ain't it? Believe you me, how about a little something To show your sympathy? Have a little pity What you say, folks You got a little boost for me? What you say, folks How about that? OK? No, huh? I see, I see [Verse 4] What you all say, would you believe it? If I told you that the woman used to belong to me? A sweet and gentle woman, with lips of honey? That do the trick? Please, lay a little change on me OK? No, huh? I see, I see [Verse 5] And war, you ever had your nose rubbed in that? "Come on, boys, we're makin' the world safe for democracy!" And our famous victory mixture You ever been down whiff and had a whiff of that? Oil, and fear, and prom, and barbeque jap? About that taste, folks Lay a little change on me OK? No, huh? I see, I see [Verse 6] What would you all say If I told you about a buddy who wasn't a buddy But a guy just using you? And a woman too sweet, too gentle With a mouth too full of honey That's always good for a grin anyday that the lord send Anyday, ain't it? That's always funny Come on folks, what you say? OK? No, huh? I see, I see [Verse 7] Please, pretty please In the name of the father and the son A glass of anything Muskertails, Sherry, Bloody Mary Heap, beer, brandy, gin Pretty please, you see the fix I'm in Pretty please, folks, anything'll do A glass of H2O, OK, I'm game What's that anyway? Water? Funny, that's funny, folks, bravo Suck out of my ass with a straw You tryin' to make a fool out of me? Your dad's breath smell like whylock sparch Your sister got so many wrinkles on her fat belly She gotta screw on her drawers You'll never be the man your mom was Gentleman cause was a fightin' man, he did he up [Verse 9] Excuse me, excuse me ladies and gentlemen Thank you kindly I could tell right away you folks was elite It shows a mile away, first thing you see Goodnight, misses ladies Peace, and praise god