Bred Buttered - John Hawkes

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Oh, woman get your head out of curlers Time to get your butt out of bed Get down your hats and your baggage my child Going back home Getting back to the homestead I'm a-gonna heat me some water Put a shine upon my shoes Telephone my ma, keep the room above Joe's 'Cause we're coming back Coming back to the homestead Everything is packed Gettin' back to the homestead This time This time we'll stay, baby I know that we could have made it We had ideas in our heads And I wish somehow we could have saved it But we're Gasoline Alley bred Yet the years haven't really been wasted And I know it in my head We did good for the life that we tasted 'Cause we're Gasoline Alley Gasoline Alley bred Woman, you can really believe it I did everything a man could do Breakin' my back just to make us a dime That won't mean a damn when no one wants to know you Oh woman, I know how you're feeling I've seen the hurt upon your face How many times do you think that I've cried Knowin' every day that your heart was gettin' broken Holdin' back your pride 'till you were nearly choking Oh, let's get away, baby I know that we could have made it We had ideas in our heads And I wish somehow we could have saved it But we're Gasoline Alley bred Yet the years haven't really been wasted And I know it in my head We did good for the life that we tasted 'Cause we're Gasoline Alley Gasoline Alley bred (Gasoline alley) Gasoline Alley bred (Gasoline alley) Gasoline Alley bred (Gasoline alley) Gasoline Alley bred

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Play me some pimpin', mane Jason Rich on the beat, bitch I said, hey, Mrs. Buttersworth, ooh, baby You got ass, come and show me what it's worth ay, ooh, ay I said, hey, Mrs. Buttersworth, come on, baby You got ass, come and show me what it's worth, I'm Mr. Buttersworth I was on the purp (Purp), chased it with the syrup (Syrup) Got you buttered up (Up), you know what I'm worth (Worth) Rent due is the first (First), you want that new purse (Purse) First you gotta ride for me, throw it in reverse (Throw it) Open up your legs (Spread 'em) like you giving birth Introduce you to new positions, now you diverse She was talking big shit, now you in there lost for words But you the, you the best even at your worst (Ayy) Doubled up my doses, got me up four from my nurse (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) I finessed the docs for the scripts like it's rehearsed (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Fill you up for breakfast then I send yo' ass to work (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Big blunt of Gelato and Wedding Cake for dessert (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Said, hey, Mrs. Buttersworth, ooh, baby You got ass, come and show me what it's worth ay, ooh, ay I said, hey (Shut the fuck up), Mrs. Buttersworth, come on, baby You got ass, come and show me what it's worth, I'm Mr. Buttersworth Ay, you got me going crazy with the ass so fat Have mercy (Have mercy), don't you dare make it clap Got me hot and bothered by the smell of flapjacks Girl, it's seven in the morning, why you got me throwing racks? (Ayy) Miss Buttersworth, you're all that I imagine And you really got that fucking wagon Wake up every morning and you got that shit clappin' Got damn, Gravy, why you gotta keep snappin'? Miss Buttersworth, you the perfect lady When you tuck me in got me feeling like a baby Ooh, damn, girl, why you so tasty? Spread a little butter on the biscuits and the gravy Hey, Mrs. Buttersworth, ooh, baby You got ass, come and show me what it's worth ay, ooh, ay I said, hey, Mrs. Buttersworth, come on, baby You got ass, come and show me what it's worth, I'm Mr. Buttersworth Shut the fuck up