Lyrics

Livin' room, passin' time Talkin' trash, sippin' wine I need somethin' more substantial New deck, playin' cards I don't like to work this hard I think I'll have to cancel I'm runnin' out of time I'm 'bout to lose my mind I got the six Gimme your nine Slow hand on the clock Sittin' here like a rock I'm feelin' so abnormal Pictures in my magazine All my thoughts are so obscene Cover up that centerfold I'm runnin' outta time I'm 'bout to lose my mind I got the six Gimme your nine Look at this, what a pair She won't let me touch her there She's so discriminating This is weird, it's time to blow I just heard the rooster crow Guess I'll have to spank my monkey I'm runnin' out of time I'm 'bout to lose my mind I got the six Gimme your nine (aw, baby!)
Writer(s): Billy Gibbons, Joe Hill, Lee Beard Frank Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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