Mandy the Ran

If you've ever worked at the hotel, ever in your life
(Don't be wearing cutoffs in my kitchen)
Then you'll know what I'm talking about in this song

I own a shit hotel
I make workers' lives a living hell
To their face I always wish them well
But with a rude embrace I start to yell
Cuz everybody always wants to lean
When they all have time to clean
Sometimes I do think that I'm too mean
But with a shot of liquor I become the king of routine, yeah king of routine
Don't even try to say what do you mean
Cause its all caught on camera and its already seen

I am Randy, I am the man
I can do anything that you can't
Yes I'm Mandy, I am the ran
And I will win every argument
FAT FUCK
FAT FUCK

When you live a life like me
Then and only then will your eyes might see
From speedboats, red golf carts, and houses by the sea
To drunk nights with dildos and waitresses bitchin at me
I don't want you eatin' free from the kitchen
I'll be sure to call in and start my bitchin'
And if you try to be sly
I've got Niff in there snitchin' away
I said Niff's in there snitchin', oh please make my day
I said Niff's in there snitchin' and she would love to, TELL ON YOU TODAY

I am Randy, I am the man
I can do anything that you can't
Yes I'm Mandy, I am the ran
And I will win every argument
FAT FUCK
FAT FUCK



Credits
Writer(s): Nikolas Verdugo
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