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I'm just a simple kind of man now I don't want no handouts Catch you with your pants down, na-na-na Every day when I wake up again I My head's in the can I Spinning 'til I pass out, na-na-na You say, you want no one to stay You wanna be alone in a real big home You won't return the calls that are coming to your phone You wanna do drugs, and do them all alone And no, I won't fight it To me, it's so exciting I'll put a movie on and enjoy it while I'm crying This is what I want This is what I want, want This is what I want This is what I want I'm just a simple kind of man now I don't want no handouts Catch you with your pants down, na-na-na Every day when I wake up again I My head's in the can I Spinning 'til I pass out, na-na-na Hey baby, it's a showbiz town You got your name on the Playbill And every single person wants you now But tomorrow's a landfill This is what I want This is what I want, want This is what I want This is what I want I'm just a simple kind of man now I don't want no handouts Catch you with your pants down, na-na-na Every day when I wake up again I My head's in the can I Spinning 'til I pass out, na-na-na I'm just a simple kind of man now I don't want no handouts Catch you with your pants down, na-na-na Every day when I wake up again I My head's in the can I Spinning 'til I pass out, na-na-na I'm just a simple kind of man A simple, a simple kind of man And I don't want your handout again A simple, a simple kind of man
Writer(s): Sarah Alyse Tudzin, Willow Camille Smith, Dallon James Weekes, De'wayne Des'shone Jackson, Robert Michael Hiser Jr., David James Burris, Terry Wayne Craft Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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