Slob

Leave me alone
I won’t pick up the phone
And I won’t listen to messages
Sent by someone who calls up and says
«I don’t like how you’re living my life
Get yourself a wife
Get yourself a job
You’re living a dream
Don’t you be a slob!»
Leave me again
Don’t hang out in my den
Waiting for little clues to appear
That I drank some of Granddaddy’s beer
I don’t like how you’re living my life
Get yourself a wife
Get yourself a job
You’re living a dream
Don’t you be a slob
Slob
Slob
Waiting for little clues to appear
That I drank some of Granddaddy’s beer
I don’t like how you’re living my life
Get yourself a wife
Get yourself a job
You’re living a dream
Don’t you be a slob
Slob
Slob