Happy Endings With Sand

I sleep alone, in my cold hard bed
My woman she just gone
I wish she was out of my head
Don't wanna work, but gotta pay for the booze
They help me forget
They help me get through

She said she loved me
But found another man
Forsaken she left me
No one to hold me but my hand
My calluses feeling
Like happy endings with sand

She says it makes her happy
That it treats her better than me
Translation, he's sappy
And likes fat asses more than me
But a fat ass beats no ass at all
As now I can see

I might could get her back
If that were my wish
But believe it or not
I found a new dish
Folks round here
Call her Trashy Trish

We're not exactly monogamous yet
But I see her three nights a week
She don't cook and clean
Or none of that stuff
But she's sure a sight to see
And her prices are cheap

My calluses feeling
Like happy endings with sand
Like happy endings with sand
Like happy endings with my hand
My calluses feeling
Like happy endings with sand

She says he makes her happy
That it treats her better than me

My calluses feeling
Like happy endings with sand
Like happy endings with sand
Like happy endings with my hand
My calluses feeling
Like happy endings with sand

She says it makes her happy
That it treats her better than me



Credits
Writer(s): F Steven Hines
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