Street hassle



Hey, that cunt's not breathing

I think she's had too much

Of something or other, hey, man, you know what i mean?

I don't mean to scare you

But you're the one who came here

And you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave

I'm not being smart

Or trying to be cold on my part

And i'm not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve

But you know people get all emotional

And sometimes, man, they just don't act rational you know,

They think they're just on tv



Sha-la-la-la, man

Why don't you just slip her away



You know, i'm glad that we met man

It really was nice talking

And i really wish that there was a little more time to speak

But you know it could be a hassle

Trying to explain this all to a police officer

About how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed

And it's not like we could help

But there wasn't nothing no one could do

And if there was, man, you know i would have been the first

But when someone turns that blue

Well, it's a universal truth

And then you just know that bitch will never fuck again

By the way, that's really some bad shit

That you came to our place with

But you ought to be more careful around the little girls

It's either the best or it's the worst

And since i don't have to choose

I guess i won't and i know this ain't no way to treat a guest

But why don't you grab your old lady by the feet

And just lay her out in the darkest street

And by morning, she's just another hit and run.

You know, some people got no choice

And they can never find a voice

To talk with that they can even call their own

So the first thing that they see

That allows them the right to be

Why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck.