The road to the top through cross guards and knocks Copper times and endless city blocks Thieves straight as they never crooked rent-a-cops Shooting craps in the back of city lots
Free-range circus acts and facts Dancing in my solar soggy of dick and smack fagots at the White on gym mats Rats run the wire while I'm looking for a
I go back and forth just like a cameo wanna love me but the line is too long I 'em take a number, wake 'em from their slumber you know about Mickey? He's a bad motherfucker
Truckers get my digits off the stalls of stops I'm sick on the microphone smallpox Wild-eyed babies go when I rock Blind old ladies into shock
'Cause it's all the same when they my name Mickey Avalon, hustler of fame There ain't no ball and chain to me down I got a golden smile and a platinum
'Cause it's all the same they call my name Mickey Avalon, hustler of fame There ain't no ball and to hold me down I got a smile and a platinum frown
I flow like an acrobat, go your manager Mickey Avalon ain't no motherfuckin' amateur I fly flicks with my dick at your I rip the stick out my Porsche Carrera
I brought whole formula, just warmin' up the front line and then I find a spot for lunch Toxic-proof when the loot comes Rocket with my boots on
Underneath the reach out for the Thundercats no better than this brother act I ripped the rubber mats out lover's pad And kicked mother's ass right in front of your dad
Last night, a brass and a flashlight Smashed my and left me down with a black eye The bad guy, walking landmines Who can't die but cried?
it's all the same when they call my name Mickey Avalon, hall of fame There ain't no ball and chain to me down I got a golden smile and a frown
'Cause it's all the same when they call my Mickey Avalon, hustler of fame ain't no ball and chain to hold me down I got a smile and a platinum frown
Leave your gods and your back at home 'Cause I just wanna drink and be left I gotta girl who likes to my ear off, see So when I'm at the bar away from me
Don't ask for a or to make some change I care about your kid or your menstrual pains You can call me rude but I like my And we don't need to chat we're playing pool
So stay cool, mister, I wasn't lookin' at your That toothed sea hag, lips all blistered Now rack the balls while I'm in the Pissin' out and walkin' up the walls
I turn off the ringer my lady calls Don't point your finger you want a brawl I chalk up my cue and the eight ball Then reach my pocket and light a Pall Mall
it's all the same when they call my name Mickey Avalon, hustler of fame ain't no ball and chain to hold me down I got a golden smile and a platinum
'Cause it's all the same they call my name Mickey Avalon, hustler of fame There ain't no and chain to hold me down I got a golden smile and a platinum