Poor guy that man John Thomas His woman truly was a devil And she wasn’t all that honest She tore him down on every level
You're a no good lazy motherfucker Gotta a shit job you worthless motherfucker You're a, a dead beat feel sorry for your mother If I had time I’d trade you for another
He don’t like that He wants his life back He wants to go back home
He tried so hard to please her He sold his soul to keep her happy But nothin’ he did impressed her She always left him feelin’ shitty
This is it, no; this can’t be all you bought me Said I’m, I’m high class and this is where you brought me Gonna strike low just like my mamma taught me You're a, a low life you're lucky that you got me
He don’t like that He wants his life back He wants to go back home
Down deep way down inside him The will to leave was growin’ stronger And he bit his tongue for so long He couldn’t hold back any longer
You’re a two faced ruthless instigator You're a, a low down triflin’ Masquerader You're a, a cold bitch controllin’ conversator This is too much I'm out I’ll see you later
She don’t like that But he got his life back No she don’t like that But he’s right back on track I said he went back home