Bunk

Help her out will you?
What a shame, what a shame
Where'd the marks go anyway?
Always armed with stains on the face
But you can't even bother to leave
It's not my fault if she tears at the knuckles
Habits form now I'm being lead to a room
You always get me in trouble
Now you got me in trouble
And he's been missing you
You really shouldn't know
Are you out of your mind?
It happens all the time
And I know so it goes
And it blows and it goes
And I know, and she knows
It happens all the time
Lay me out on the back porch, stereo
Lay me out on the back porch, stereo
Tripping balls just to wonder around
But all we do it waste
And did you hear that he's dropping out?
No, no no
Mama, hear that I'm dropping out?
No, no, no
And he's been missing you
You really shouldn't know
You really shouldn't know