Gotta shot goin’ down
Sittin’ here fixin’ to write
It’s a real ordeal
Sometimes a two or three hour fight
You just get a thought
And try to get it down quick
It’s a knock at the door
The phone rings
The whole thing makes you sick

I got a message on my tape today
From this lead-bottom Mama up in PA
Man, she thinks she runs the whole show
Talkin’ crap on my tape
This pooch has got to go