Lyrics
lord i wanna walk it out, ain't nobody here but me, all these empty bottles on the table here, i know i didn't drink all this by myself, i must have a blues hangover, what's this?, my check?, i don't have change for a grasshopper, and that's two crickets, here come bro, send him and his donkey, but he ain't got no money, look like he done lost everything he evers had, hear me, i done gave my baby twenty dollars, for a christmas present, and all i got was this slice of jelly cake, and santa done ate that up, and that's a whoop jelly, well, i believe i'll go back on the step now, with james, rudolph, and tomcat, get my head bad again, don't seem like nothin' goin' right for me today, here i go, same old thing again, look out now