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 momma's seventeen

I'm a lowlife

I take strippers out to breakfast

You can add that to my checklist

I'm a lowlife

Aw, the landlord called the rent is due

I spent it all on a Kiss tattoo

I Rock 'n' Roll all night

'Cause I'm a lowlife

I'm a lowlife

I'm a lowlife

Livin' the highlife

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 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

I'm a lowlife

I'm a lowlife

I'm a lowlife

Livin' the highlife

Lowlife

Oh yea, oh yea

Lowlife

Low, low, low

Lowlife

Low lowlife

Lowlife

Lowlife, lowlife