[It's 8:05. This is Phyllis in the office. The Cat is out on the
patio, if it jumps one more time, your butts are in the street.
I am sick and

tired of your activities, your cat,
and your untruths with me. I'm gonna call you tomorrow, when
you're home, and you can

explain some things to me 'cuz I'm
tired of your bullsh*t. Goodnight.]


My place is not a home, it don't make
no difference but I have
found,that I need a place to stay.I

never listen what the landlord man say. You should've seen the
flops in my house.We were
jumping on walls and kicking

ceilings.Now a days people listen to me, when I say.."GET OUT!"
[they're driving me f*cking crazy
over here chief, I gotta get rid of

these fruitcakes.] Hold me and don't let go.It don't make no
difference that your a ho. Cause I need
a place to stay. A new disease was

just the price I paid.In days of old that how it used to be, oh
yes indeed.That girl is dead to me
now and I say ....So let the lovin

take a hold over me,Let the lovin take a hold over me.(Long
Beach Possie) Cause all I see is
your fussin' and fightin'1992 so lets

all start uniting.Put your hands together be the best you can
be,Let this jam take us to 1993.Stay
positive and the love will come back

to me.But some jealous punk, snuck up around the back,tried to
take the lovin' over me.Oh, I
got into a fist fight and wound up in

jail all night.