Jeff and Deb Conrad - No Job

I ain't got no job
I ain't got no car
Got a cardboard box to keep the rain off of my head
This piece of rug is serving as my bed

I spend my life not knowin' where I'm goin'
And I'm feeling I'm a long way from home

I don't eat no steak
I don't eat no ribs
I'm buy me some if I had the cash
I found me this here Big Mac in the trash

I spend my life not knowin' where I'm goin'
And I'm feeling I'm a long way from home

I don't drink no Scotch
I don't drink no Rye
I'm drinking Mad Dog 20 from a sack
There's still a couple cigarettes' in my pack

I spend my life not knowin' where I'm goin'
And I'm feeling I'm a long way from home

I ain't got no life
I ain't got no wife
Used to have them till she went away
Now getting high just gets me through the day

I spend my life not knowin' where I'm goin'
And I'm feeling I'm a long way from home

I ain't got no job
I ain't got no car
Got a cardboard box to keep the rain off of my head
This piece of rug is serving as my bed
A piece of rug for my pillow and my bed

Written by:
Jeffrey Conrad

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