Mother Hips

Payroll Peter

Mother Hips


Payroll Peter's got a bottle of wine 
He's gonna drink it and have a good time 
Let's go get checked into his motel room 
We'll finish that bottle by mid-afternoon 

Sweeney, oh Sweeney you lazy old man 
You lay in the sun but you can't get a tan 
This is what happens when I get you alone 
I'll kick your fat ass to the central time zone 

Cinnamon, Cinnamon leave me to myself 
You know that I love you but I fear for my health 
I heard that your boyfriend is bigger than me 
He says he will kill me I have to agree