Doughboy - Big Sexy Noise

Now you’re desperate on the telephone

Dealer don’t answer your friends aren’t home

All alone you’re fucked up and sick

Spent the last few hours making love to sink

Same old story — trying to get kicks

A fistful of pills with a handful of drinks

Waste your life in those flea bag bars

Beat the drunk to the punch now brag about the scars

See that hottie with the wondrous thigs

Well it was just last night she gave you two black eyes

Now you’re desperate on the telephone

Your dealer don’t answer your friends aren’t home

Why you call me when you can’t pay the rent

Ripped of in Three Card Monte by a homeless vet

You’ll do anything to scratch that itch

Playing Russian Roulette while you hustle for tricks

Last John slumped across the steering wheel

Left a bloody footprint from your Cuban heel

Now you’re desperate on the telephone

Your dealer don’t answer your friends aren’t home

Tried to warn you it would come to this

Down on your knees playing big Willie’s bitch

All alone now the orgy’s over

Sit alone in your cell it’s time to get sober

Tried to warn you it would come to this

All of your friends are so sick of your shit