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It's a man named, uh
Morgan Davis,
Morgan the house to get some Cream of Wheat
And came back a little bit more
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His wife is tired, she to sleep
But all that Morgan Davis wants is of Wheat
He and when she turns out the lights
He tip-toes through the
As he slips to the

This boring life and he leads of and selling stocks
Makes him feel growing old and tired
no joy or strife just by passing time
In this boring

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

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

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

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

He stumbles home a 'Lesie' show
He will be at in an hour or so
He in bed with his sleeping wife
Just a night to up his boring life