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Uh, okay, we're going to do a new song
about a man named, uh
Morgan Davis,
Morgan left the to get some Cream of Wheat
And came with a little bit more
All right, this Joe DeLorenza

His wife is tired, she to sleep
But all Morgan Davis wants is Cream of Wheat
He and when she turns out the lights
He through the darkness
As he to the night

This boring life and he leads of buying and selling
him feel he's growing old and tired
There's no joy or strife just by time
In boring life

He the lights, the Jaz, a piece of ass
A toothless to blow him for a vile of crack
He cooks his junk in some
And scores a bag of on the East MLK

The life and he leads it
By selling keeps him up at night
He's hash, screwing trailer trash
Hey, he's making cash, it's a whoring

My friends are all salesman, my wife is a
must be something bigger I can stick in my butt
The IRS is auditing, my is in a rut

And so he's fired his heat, blown his blow
It's up on sunrise and it's time to go
He smells barf, his hair's a mess
He the coke and lipstick off his fat, hairy, chest

He home from a 'Lesie' show
He be at work in an hour or so
He in bed with his sleeping wife
Just a night to break up his life