SIMPLE
I'm just a simple kind of man now
I don't want no handouts
Catch you with your pants down, na-na-na
Every day when I wake up again I
My head's in the can I
Spinning 'til I pass out, na-na-na
You say, you want no one to stay
You wanna be alone in a real big home
You won't return the calls that are coming to your phone
You wanna do drugs, and do them all alone
And no, I won't fight it
To me, it's so exciting
I'll put a movie on and enjoy it while I'm crying
This is what I want
This is what I want, want
This is what I want
This is what I want
I'm just a simple kind of man now
I don't want no handouts
Catch you with your pants down, na-na-na
Every day when I wake up again I
My head's in the can I
Spinning 'til I pass out, na-na-na
Hey baby, it's a showbiz town
You got your name on the Playbill
And every single person wants you now
But tomorrow's a landfill
This is what I want
This is what I want, want
This is what I want
This is what I want
I'm just a simple kind of man now
I don't want no handouts
Catch you with your pants down, na-na-na
Every day when I wake up again I
My head's in the can I
Spinning 'til I pass out, na-na-na
I'm just a simple kind of man now
I don't want no handouts
Catch you with your pants down, na-na-na
Every day when I wake up again I
My head's in the can I
Spinning 'til I pass out, na-na-na
I'm just a simple kind of man
A simple, a simple kind of man
And I don't want your handout again
A simple, a simple kind of man
I don't want no handouts
Catch you with your pants down, na-na-na
Every day when I wake up again I
My head's in the can I
Spinning 'til I pass out, na-na-na
You say, you want no one to stay
You wanna be alone in a real big home
You won't return the calls that are coming to your phone
You wanna do drugs, and do them all alone
And no, I won't fight it
To me, it's so exciting
I'll put a movie on and enjoy it while I'm crying
This is what I want
This is what I want, want
This is what I want
This is what I want
I'm just a simple kind of man now
I don't want no handouts
Catch you with your pants down, na-na-na
Every day when I wake up again I
My head's in the can I
Spinning 'til I pass out, na-na-na
Hey baby, it's a showbiz town
You got your name on the Playbill
And every single person wants you now
But tomorrow's a landfill
This is what I want
This is what I want, want
This is what I want
This is what I want
I'm just a simple kind of man now
I don't want no handouts
Catch you with your pants down, na-na-na
Every day when I wake up again I
My head's in the can I
Spinning 'til I pass out, na-na-na
I'm just a simple kind of man now
I don't want no handouts
Catch you with your pants down, na-na-na
Every day when I wake up again I
My head's in the can I
Spinning 'til I pass out, na-na-na
I'm just a simple kind of man
A simple, a simple kind of man
And I don't want your handout again
A simple, a simple kind of man
Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Alyse Tudzin, Willow Camille Smith, Dallon James Weekes, De'wayne Des'shone Jackson, Robert Michael Hiser Jr., David James Burris, Terry Wayne Craft Iii
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