Bottom Feeder

I'm no better than a bottom feeder
She gave me all her tickets
Asked me to feed her
But I spent them on a new two seater
Now I'm riding around with my imaginary friend
I'm no better than a bottom feeder
She gave me all her tickets
Asked me to please her
But I spent them on a new two seater
Now I'm riding around with my imaginary friend

No I ain't
I ain't jack shit
No I ain't
I ain't jack shit
I keep it moving
I got some traction
I keep it moving
In my tractor
Don't step
Unless you want some action
Don't step
I'm moving with my faction
Don't step
You don't know what we're packing
Don't step
We keep the ray guns active

I'm no better than a bottom feeder
She gave me all her tickets
Asked me to feed her
But I spent them on a new two seater
Now I'm riding around with my imaginary friend
I'm no better than a bottom feeder
She gave me all her tickets
Asked me to please her
But I spent them on a new two seater
Now I'm riding around with my imaginary friend

I wish you were by my side
But that seat is occupied
Now I'm riding dirty
I'm riding dirty
I'm riding dirty
Between truth and the lies
Yeah I'm riding dirty
I'm riding dirty
I'm riding dirty
Where the hell is the line

I'm no better than a bottom feeder
She gave me all her tickets
Asked me to feed her
But I spent them on a new two seater
Now I'm riding around with my imaginary friend
I'm no better than a bottom feeder
She gave me all her tickets
Asked me to please her
But I spent them on a new two seater
Now I'm riding around with my imaginary friend



Credits
Writer(s): John Peacock
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