New York City Trucking - Off The Harbor

I'm going out to Thailand
I'm going to be a pimp in Pat Pong
I'm going to buy some yaba
The cops don't trouble me they know I'm rich

I'll live up on a mountain or maybe off the harbor in a yacht
I'll fuck at least three hours every day
Fuck my dreams and stress away

I'm gonna have a nickname like Motown Candy something like that
My harem will be well fed
They won't have to seek heat anywhere else

I'm going now

One day a local rival will try to stick me at gunpoint
I'll hold his face under bleach
He'll have to leave town the same night

I'll grow old with my fortune
Whores will try to outsmart me for it
I'll let them think they're getting somewhere but never reveal how much I have

One whore will be so special I'll fall in love with her, near the end
I'll give her my everything and die alone outside without a friend

Written by:
Mike Campbell

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