At The Flophouse

Everything's got to be

Just how it has to be

Or he won't play

And I know that boy wants to

Approach me and say

All he's got to say

Maybe he'll say it today, maybe no

There was a slight altercation, oh

Down at the station, oh, today

There's blood on hands and steps

I'm holding my head

She's got some front, oh

Did you hear what she said?

I'm so sorry if I neglect you

I mean you no harm, mean you no harm

And I'm so sorry if I disrespected you

Mean you no harm

Oh look around, it's true

Tonight, I'll be chasing you

I took one draft of life

Paid only the market price

Now I'm estranged

And I'm so lonely now

Though I'm not alone

Licking her boot

Maybe I'll work from home