Street hassle

Street hassle Hey, that cunt's not breathing I think she's had too much Of something or other, hey, man, you know what i mean? I don't mean to scare you But you're the one who came here And you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave I'm not being smart Or trying to be cold on my part And i'm not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve But you know people get all emotional And sometimes, man, they just don't act rational you know, They think they're just on tv Sha-la-la-la, man Why don't you just slip her away You know, i'm glad that we met man It really was nice talking And i really wish that there was a little more time to speak But you know it could be a hassle Trying to explain this all to a police officer About how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed And it's not like we could help But there wasn't nothing no one could do And if there was, man, you know i would have been the first But when someone turns that blue Well, it's a universal truth And then you just know that bitch will never fuck again By the way, that's really some bad shit That you came to our place with But you ought to be more careful around the little girls It's either the best or it's the worst And since i don't have to choose I guess i won't and i know this ain't no way to treat a guest But why don't you grab your old lady by the feet And just lay her out in the darkest street And by morning, she's just another hit and run. You know, some people got no choice And they can never find a voice To talk with that they can even call their own So the first thing that they see That allows them the right to be Why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck.