.What ya got?
Quit my job, flipped off the boss, took my name off the payroll
Screw you, man
Picked up my cell, rang my baby's bell, said, "I'm three miles from home."
I said, "Sugar, why don't you put on that sun dress I like so much?
Wait out by the road; I'm comin' to pick.
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