Lowlife (Living the Highlife)

I got my cat scratch fever eight-track My best friend's in a gun rack I'm a lowlife I owe everybody money I think racist jokes are funny I'm a lowlife I got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth I'm makin' time, I'm goin' out With your wife 'Cause I'm a lowlife I'm a lowlife I got kids I never seen And their mama's 17 I'm a lowlife I take strippers out to breakfast You can add that to my checklist I'm a lowlife Oh, the landlord called, the rent is due I spent it all on a Kiss tattoo I rock and roll all night 'Cause I'm a lowlife I'm a lowlife Yeah, I'm a lowlife Livin' the high life I'm watchin' porno on the TV Wonderin' why she'd ever leave me I'm a lowlife The object of my affection Asked the police for protection I'm a lowlife The romance is gone, I'm doin' fine Me and your mom's had a real good time Just last night 'Cause I'm a lowlife I'm a lowlife I make black music for the white man Keep cocaine upon my nightstand I'm a lowlife Ain't never hung out in the Catskills But I've been to jail in Nashville I'm a lowlife I've got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth I'm makin' time, I'm goin' out With your wife, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, hey I'm a lowlife I'm a lowlife Yeah, I'm a lowlife Livin' the high life Lowlife (oh, yeah, oh, yeah) Lowlife (low, low, low) Lowlife (low, lowlife) Lowlife Lowlife, lowlife