The Pimps
The Pimps - Dancin' For Nickels lyrics
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Dancin for Nickels It all begins with a Pabst and a lucky Strike up the band my old man still swingin back up the van He planned on workin till hes 85 Laid down for a nap And then work up to find one day he died And gone to Hell oh well oh well its just as well tare you up and down a ladder aint so easy to sell you never fell but let me tell you all the stories hed sell and I can never do them justice I can hardly spell He always told me You can grow to be the President son And I believed for just a moment it could really be done But I was young and there was so much that mattered to me But He could see it just wasnt what I wanted to be No guarantee Returns or refunds you might be amazed You might be slightly disappointed at the end of your day Raise your bottle raise your glass or raise whatevers at hand And understand this is a toast for your average man Well Ill be damned Well Ill be damned If I If I follow right up in your foot steps Will I weave right over the edge Will I Well I Guess I fail with flying colors Just another one of your roadside sobriety tests He had more wives than hed recliners Pulled his own teeth out with pliers Covered one eye when hes drivin Just to stay between the lines He claimed I dont need no reminders He was feelin kinda tired Kicked his feet up and expired Still got paid for over time All good and fine Who can sign his check Or fill this hole inside my chest Or clean up this depressing mess His watches and his shoes Go through his closet and his dresser drawers And realize life is nothing more Than work shirts with your name embroidered And maybe just one good suit Just one good suit Maybe just one good suit Just one good suit It all should end with a steak and a union srike Up a match Ill burn this fucker down To grit and ash smother the facts If anyone should try to ask Cover my ass With more than just a pair of cotton slacks Cut em in half Dont even laugh track Bring em back How did the past Come back to catch me if Im movin fast Foot in a cast Foot in my ass I think I understand Corn in a can A honey buttered ham Thank you ma am Ill be damned Well Ill be damned Well Ill be damned Well Ill be damned If I If I follow right up in your foot steps Will I weave right over the edge Will I Well i Guess I fail with flying colors Just another one of your roadside sobriety tests If I If I follow right up in your foot steps Will I weave right over the edge Will I Well i Guess I fail with flying colors Just another one of your roadside sobriety tests