Get Out!

 

My place is not a home

Don’t make no difference but I’ve found

That I need a place to stay

Never listen what the landlord man says

You should’ve seen all the flops in my house

We was jumping on walls

And kicking ceilings

Nowadays people listen to me when I say Get Out!

Hold me and don’t let go

Don’t make no difference that you’re a ho

Cuz I need a place to stay

And though disease was just the price I’ve paid

In days of old that’s how it used to be

Oh yes indeed

That girl is dead to me now and I sing

Let the lovin’ take a hold over me

Let the lovin’ take a hold over me

Cuz all I can see is your fussin’ and fightin’

1993 so let’s all start uniting

Put your hands together be the best you can be

Let this jam take us to 1993

Stay positive the love will come back to me

But some jealous punk

Snuck up around the back

Tryin’ to take the lovin’ over me

Oh I got into a fist fight

And wound up in jail all night

 

 

 

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