Living On A Gas Card

	  		Intro: (G)  (G) 
 
You threw me (G) out, I've been sleeping in the (D) Quick Mart parking (G) lot 
I got a bag of dog food for a pillow - (A) Campin' in the handicap (D) spot 
Ab(G)dul - the cashier - isn't sick of me yet 
Gives me (C) girlie-magazines and cigarrettes 
I've eat e(G)nough pickled eggs, to (D) start a dill chicken (G) farm 
 
Honey, (C) you got me living on a gas card 
I (G) hope you're doing well 
(C) Tell the bank account I said hello 
And tell your (A) lawyer to go to Sh(D)ell 
I'll be the (C) purple-tongued bum with the (G) grape snow cone 
And the double (C) X ass whuppin' for (G) him to try on 
He took my (C) house and my kids and (G) crap like that 
Got the (A) Quick Mart card, and the (D) Earnhardt hat 
 
We were (G) both in court, when div(D)orce judge struck the (G) deal 
She said if I'd stay 100 feet away from you, you'd (D) pay this cotton pickin'  _________ 
gas card bill 
A (G) hundred dollar credit limit buys a lot of Slim Jims 
A (C) lot of potted meat, and a mess of M&M's 
But, (G) bread and Beanie Weenies ain't exac(D)tally high on the (G) hog 
 
You got me (C) living on a cotton pickin' gas card 
I (G) hope you're doing fine 
You got the (C) Honey Baked Ham on the MasterCharge 
I got the (A) Thanksgiving pork (D) rinds 
I'm the (C) heartbroke defendant with the (G) Quick Mart blues 
Livin' (C) on Lance crackers and (G) YooHoo's 
Don't (C) hang up the phone..oh, (G) no...wait 
(A) Double check the expir(D)ation date 
 
Spoken: 
 
"Mr. Wilson. Are you being sure this card is still good? Well, Abdul, I practially  
live here. And since we're gettin' so gaul-darn techincal about identification, 
why don't you pull out your passport? Just ring up the gummy bears, and 
shut up about it" 
 
Fade out...