You Can Eat My Poussiere (You Can Eat My Dust)

Every Night Ya come draggin in late You sit at my table And ya pile up ya plate I know ya doin me dirty And it just ain't fair So tonight You Can Eat My Poussiere Ya know I work Hard To make the bread Tryin to keep Ya big buck fair But ya doing me dirty Boy how do you dare Ya know tonight You Can Eat My Poussiere If ya want to stay Get down on your knees And like the dog you are Come crawling to me Cause nothings on the table Just me in ya chair Ya Know Tonight You Can Eat My Poussiere Nothing on the table Just me in ya chair Ya know tonight Ya Can Eat My Poussiere