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I’m no good
just ask any of the women
that thought living with me would
bring out my domestic side
I haven’t got a clue what that means
in college I paneled a wall steve
drove thru one night using the the big
4x12 in the garage as a break
she said she wouldn’t live in a frat
house. but she knew we partied hard
and daily
after a week she bailed screaming
she wasn’t a whore
the 6’ grad student said she could
party harder than we could but at
Christmas she didn’t come back
in a letter she told me she’d found god
and I was the door to hell
some time later she gave birth to the
devils spawn
booboo worked on my soul like a
mechanic that can’t find the problem
she prayed every day, maybe several times
a day, but in the end she fell to my evil
temptation, now she stars at the tittie bar
5 dances a night, fifty dollar lap dances
I don’t get the white picket fence
it’s ok for those that want it, but
I don’t care, my friends have dog shit
in the house, birds fly through
the living room, cats dogs, shit it’s
more jungle than brownstone
the scagg and speed bros have been
filling the kitchen sink with months of
cum, their girlfriends think it’s gross
but it’s a goal after all and it’s hard to
find a man with a goal
I just want to be left a lone with an
occasional visit now and then, it’s nothing
personal
it just makes sense
J. Masuda © 2004
just ask any of the women
that thought living with me would
bring out my domestic side
I haven’t got a clue what that means
in college I paneled a wall steve
drove thru one night using the the big
4x12 in the garage as a break
she said she wouldn’t live in a frat
house. but she knew we partied hard
and daily
after a week she bailed screaming
she wasn’t a whore
the 6’ grad student said she could
party harder than we could but at
Christmas she didn’t come back
in a letter she told me she’d found god
and I was the door to hell
some time later she gave birth to the
devils spawn
booboo worked on my soul like a
mechanic that can’t find the problem
she prayed every day, maybe several times
a day, but in the end she fell to my evil
temptation, now she stars at the tittie bar
5 dances a night, fifty dollar lap dances
I don’t get the white picket fence
it’s ok for those that want it, but
I don’t care, my friends have dog shit
in the house, birds fly through
the living room, cats dogs, shit it’s
more jungle than brownstone
the scagg and speed bros have been
filling the kitchen sink with months of
cum, their girlfriends think it’s gross
but it’s a goal after all and it’s hard to
find a man with a goal
I just want to be left a lone with an
occasional visit now and then, it’s nothing
personal
it just makes sense
J. Masuda © 2004
