J.R. Wastes It

What a thirsty devil, you're gonna climb through the Mezzanine
Feed me that skinny from the grease
trap yapper that could Keep me level
You're such a fiend, a greed machine

What's the deets, the sitch?
Aint my lust gonna tickle that itch?
Laying out shaking off the loose-goose skivvies in a hot-Sleep switch
As long as you're ok with it

JR wastes it, lets have another sit down, honey
I'm too wasted to believe a single word you say
I've been wasting my freedom for ya, ain't that funny?
You are JR, you'd pull that trigger either way

Jonesing for ya, devil
Make shaky hands gonna keep it clean

Trekking out mangy on a two-wheeled sputter sucking Shotgun chevy
I hardly got down on my knees

JR wastes it, lets have another sit down, honey
I'm too wasted to believe a single word you say
I've been wasting my freedom for ya, ain't that funny?
You are JR, you'd pull that trigger either way



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Writer(s): Leo Lydon
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