This is how I look without makeup
And with no bra my ninny's sag down low
My hair ain't never hung down to my shoulders
And it might not grow
Ya' never know
But I'm clever when I bust a rhyme
I'm cleva always on ya' mind
She's cleva and I really wanna grow
But why come you're the last to know?
I got a little pot in my belly
So now a days my figure ain't so fly
My dress ain't cost nothin' but seven dollars
But I made it fly
And I'll tell ya why
But I'm clever when I bust a rhyme
I'm cleva always on ya' mind
She's cleva and I really wanna grow
But why come I'm the last to know?
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright yeah
Alright with me
Said that I'm alright with me
Said that I'm alright with me
Said that I'm alright with me
Said that I'm alright with me
Said that I'm alright with meWritten by Dewey Bunnell, ©1980
Found on Alibi.
Who's that knockin' on my door this mornin'
Can't they see I'm dead
There ain't nothin' left to do this mornin'
'Cept to make it to my bed
I was out till all hours
Raisin' Cain once again
I don't care about the hours
Only how much did I spend
'Cause I got a hangover
I won't make it through the day
I got a hangover
So just leave me where I lay
I started slow after sundown
I tiptoed right up till ten
Then after while I went downtown
It was the beginning of my end
Now I got a hangover
I won't make it through the day
I got a hangover
So just leave me where I lay
Oh, how am I gonna stake my claim on the future
When I cannot lift my head
Oh, I ain't nothin' but a drunken loser
And my liver's overfed
'Cause I got a hangover
I won't make it through the day
'Cause I got a hangover
So just leave me where I lay
Now I got a hangover
I won't make it through the day
'Cause I got a hangover
So just leave me where I lay
So just leave me where I lay