Bobby Fletcher Calls About A Telemarketing Job Lyrics & Chords By Crank Yankers

Like to think I'm the best there is At putting myself down Here's to looking at trading places With anyone in town The way you light that cigarette Smoke never hits your...read more

Remember when there was nothing else to do, But lie and bed and, Wonder how it was always up to you, And no one else and, Early mornings, made by warnings, What's the point...read more

My friend's got a girlfriend and he hates that bitch* He tells me every day He says: "Man, I really gotta lose my chick In the worst kind of way" She sits on her ass, he works...read more

She walked into the dog run Like she fucking owned the place She turned to me with a scent that said "Sit boy, on my face!" Now I like a little discipline As much as the next...read more

Thank you! Appreciate it! Git-R-Done! But it's good to be here, I tell you. When I come in here this evening and see my name out front in magic marker, boy I tell you what....read more