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Ahh right,
Yes right,
Its about my hats
What about them, they bring something out in me
I dont want that something, I want my hats back
You know were supposed to be friends
People who like each other
Want to see each others lives enriched in some way
You were seen last night in a restaurant
Having dinner with one of my hats
Its a small thing
You know, when I say youre a pork chop
You best believe youre a pork chop
P.O.R.K C.H.O.P
When a fella comes a calling and youre waiting there till morning
Hes a pork chop, pork chop
When hes whistling those romances and hes making other glances
Hes a pork chop, pork chop
Hes a running and a dancing while he paints the town a special blue
Teaching rolling skating to the misinformed thats the way you do
(So I care about things)
He can play mysterioso and everybody knows so
Hes a pork chop, pork chop
Gone and leave me at the altar, reading comic books by Faulkner
Hes a pork chop, pork chop
Hes dragging his ass round
Promises he said he do and I knew
Hed be ringing me this evening so surprised to hear me screaming
Youre a pork chop, pork chop
(I take issue)
Yeah
You should try it more
I should what?
Try Faulkner
The thing is this, I am a doer
Huh!
There are doers and there are donters
Yes, yes
I may not be there for you, but I am doing things
Yes
And thats a responsible person a caring person
Not what you say
Wuh!
Wait a sec, just wait
I try to tell my feelings and hes looking at the ceiling
Hes a pork chop, pork chop
Im a autocrat abuser, while hes sitting being useless
Hes a pork chop
(Thats for sure)
Hes dragging his ass round
Promises he said he do, I knew
Hed be ringing me this evening so surprised to hear me screaming
Youre a pork chop, pork chop
I am surprised
I dont why you would want to call me something like that
(Pork Chop)