Cryin' For The Queen

歌詞

Girl, you ain't got shit on me Ain't got shit on NYC Got nothin' on this city Save all that cryin? for the queen Go back to the motherland Have your mama hold your hand If you eat your eggs with runny beans Save all that cryin' for the queen Judgin? your behavior And your junkie routine It's time for you to get clean And stop creatin? a scene Girl, you ain't got shit on me Ain't got shit on NYC Got nothin? on this city Save all that cryin? for the queen There's a recall on all employees Who behavin' all out of sorts Who can't hold their liquor Quicker, ya'll get off my turf I'll show you who got the curve Think I'm being territorial? I'ma get patriotic on ya ass Stars and stripes actin? all sassy and crass Class is in session Please stand for the pledge All you pretty party girl Step away from the ledge Have a seat, so I can begin to teach Today we're gonna learn About the word moderation Liberty and justice And somethin' like one nation Girl, you ain't got shit on me Ain't got shit on NYC Got nothin? on this city Save all that cryin? for the queen Go back to the motherland Have your mama hold you hand If you eat your eggs with runny beans Save all that cryin' for the queen Judgin' your behavior And your junkie routine It's time for you to get clean And stop creatin? a scene Girl, you ain't got shit on me Ain't got shit on NYC Got nothin? on this city Save all that cryin? for the queen Those who know me, know I ain't No straight lace sober freak But when it comes time to get the job done I make sure I'm at least able to speak Try to give a damn about presentation Try to make it look like it's not a vacation People paid to see a show They didn't just make a kind donation When you're singin' that song For the one millionth time And you're too gone to see That you no longer shine You start wishin' for another way To make your dime You wanna make a buck in America? Grab an application and get in line Girl, you ain't got shit on me Ain't got shit on NYC Got nothin? on this city Save all that cryin' for the queen Go back to the motherland Have your mama hold your hand If you eat your eggs with runny beans Save all that cryin' for the queen Judgin? your behavior And your junkie routine It's time for you to get clean And stop creatin' a scene Girl, you ain't got shit on me Ain't got shit on NYC Got nothin' on this city Save all that cryin' 'Cause you know you'll be missin? That same ol' tune Two weeks what you look like Every afternoon Then it comes you'll be like Cha ching, cha ching But minimum wage after taxes is like You must be fuckin' kiddin'