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Trite Trash - words by Uncle John - Bug melody and Mr Beat

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This is me without a mask !Trite trash - Words Uncle John - Melody by BugYou come knockin' on my door, you need a place to stay.I aint the kinda man to to turn you way.But now little girl, you've worn your welcome outGet your ass out the door, I'm throwing you out.You go in my kitchen and make a big mess.Turn my place into a dump, girl you're a pest.Drink up my beer and use my credit cardI threw you clothes out in the yard.You use my phone to make long distance callsBut soon girl you gonna take a fallI come home work and you ask me for cashJust so you go out and shake your fine ass.

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  • Thanks Ed...check out my new one!... Got to go Green

  • Love it.

  • Thanks John an all ....scary what I really look like,eh!!
  • Very nice. That's the best you've looked in a long time.

  • Clock, ma man. A SELF PORTRAIT!! Ta, now we KNOW what ya look like lol

  • Somebody's got it in for the kitchen help...
  • Great song! this is one i wish i'd written - i've lived it...! (-;

    write me one Uncle John... pretty please... (-:

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  • Thanks Guys an Gals...the government say I have to go green!.... coming soon to this space!....

  • Chuck you could say that!

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