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She buys a sandwhich then I get mad
But then I want a bite
You're like a bobcat gettin' poked with a stick
Irritated with all of your might
Just for spite
When I come home after work
Dead tired and sick asa crime
You call me a no count jerk
And I tell you the way I feel and you think that I'm lyin'
She buys a sandwhich then I get mad
But then I want a bite
You're like a bobcat gettin' poked with a stick
Irritated with all of your might
Just for spite
Let's go!
Yeah baby I' been out
Bettin' on the horses at Jefferson Downs
There's no reason to scream or shout
'Cause I'm deaf and bored to your sound
She buys a sandwhich then I get mad
But then I want a bite
You're like a bobcat gettin' poked with a stick
Irritated with all of your might
Just for spite
Lets Go!