Back Stabbin' Betty

Poor guy that man John Thomas His woman truly was a devil And she wasn't all that honest She tore him down on every level You're a no good, lazy mother fucker Got a, a shit job you worthless motherfucker You're a, a deadbeat feel sorry for your mother If I, I had time I'd trade you for another He don't like that He wants his life back He wants go back home He tried so hard to please her He sold his soul to keep her happy But nothing he did impressed her She always left him feeling shitty This is it, no this can't be all you brought me Said I'm, I'm high class and this is where you brought me? Gonna, strike low just like my momma taught me You're a, a lowlife and lucky that you got me He don't like that He wants his life back He wants to go back home Down deep way down inside him The will to leave was growing stronger And he bit his tongue for so long He couldn't hold back any longer You're a two faced, ruthless instigator You're a, a low down, trifling masquerader You're a, a cold bitch, controlling conversater This is too much I'm out I'll see you later She don't like that, but he got his life back No she don't like that, but he's right back on track I said he went back home