The lyric "my woman weeps when i walk out the door and hop in my caddy towards the liquor store. cause she knows i won't be home for days with hookers and hotel rooms and cocaine. avalon's gone and he might not make it back. life's been a haze since i flunked fourth grade cause i couldn't keep my nose away from spray paint. so now these days i've been getting headaches. when my birth monster overcooks my steak" is featured in 1 different songs in our database, showcasing its versatility in music.Explore how artists use this specific phrasing in their creative work.
my woman weeps when i walk out the door and hop in my caddy towards the liquor store. cause she knows i won't be home for days with hookers and hotel rooms and cocaine. avalon's gone and he might not make it back. life's been a haze since i flunked fourth grade cause i couldn't keep my nose away from spray paint. so now these days i've been getting headaches. when my birth monster overcooks my steak
Singer: avalon, mickey
you know bout that. yo
my woman weeps when i walk out the door and hop in my caddy towards the liquor store. cause she knows i won't be home for days with hookers and hotel rooms and cocaine. avalon's gone and he might not make it back. life's been a haze since i flunked fourth grade cause i couldn't keep my nose away from spray paint. so now these days i've been getting headaches. when my birth monster overcooks my steak
i take it personal when her moans are fake. ready to murder fools when she comes home late. the dial tone leaves a lump in my throat when she screams like a psycho and hangs up the phone. we used to be a happy pair when we first met
you know bout that. yo
my woman weeps when i walk out the door and hop in my caddy towards the liquor store. cause she knows i won't be home for days with hookers and hotel rooms and cocaine. avalon's gone and he might not make it back. life's been a haze since i flunked fourth grade cause i couldn't keep my nose away from spray paint. so now these days i've been getting headaches. when my birth monster overcooks my steak
i take it personal when her moans are fake. ready to murder fools when she comes home late. the dial tone leaves a lump in my throat when she screams like a psycho and hangs up the phone. we used to be a happy pair when we first met