09 Greasy - #BigSelfMade DEZY

Sickly sweet, candied meat in A fragrant greasy spoon Knock back black coffee Working until the afternoon She hardly sleeps She hardly eats She hardly breathes When you're in her breathing space Cat calling white van patrolling The streets as she walks from work Rip hard and jeer from a far As he sits with a drooling smirk She hardly sleeps She hardly eats She hardly breathes When you're in her breathing space She brushes it off Like she always does Drops through the subway Disappears with the flood I am a woman And I am a woman I am a woman I am a woman She comes over I hear her moan The walls are paper thin His friends come round, they pass her round Her head goes round the bend She hardly sleeps She hardly eats She hardly breathes When you're in her breathing space She brushes it off Like she always does Puts on her makeup Faces the day As she hardly sleeps She hardly eats She hardly breathes When you're in her breathing space I am a woman And I am a woman I am a woman And I am a woman And I am your mother I am your sister And I am your daughter I am a woman

Greasy jungle, metropolis noir Easy tangles the easiest so far I drove down your road To Hazeldean where I tasted Your funeral home's Sandwiches and coffee I saw your hands melt Into one another I saw you grieve and grow Care a lot about one another I stood at your sink And I felt your warm water I washed your dishes And I looked out your kitchen window Where I saw a soulful Gymnast melt in the air and shudder Just above the snow Making moves that just weren't there Velvet callow With wet hands I turned out the lights And breathing shallow Hesitated then went upstairs Where I picked up your housecoat Dried my hands and touched your hair And just then you awoke You could never really barely care Greasy jungle, metropolis noir

I'se gwine down town for to buy me a sack of flour Gwine cook it every hour Keep my skillet good and greasy all the time, time, time Keep my skillet good and greasy all the time I'se chickens in my sack, bloodhounds on my track I'm pullin' for my shanty home, home, home I'm pullin' for my shanty home If they beat me to the door, I'll put 'em under the floor Keep my skillet good and greasy all the time, time, time Keep my skillet good and greasy all the time I'se a-walking down the street and I stoled a ham of meat Got my skillet good and greasy all the time, time, time Got my skillet good and greasy all the time I'se gwine to the hills gwine to buy me a jug of brandy Gwine give it all to Mandy Keep her good and drunk and boozy all the time, time, time Keep her good and drunk and boozy all the time Honey, if you say so, I'll never work-a no more I'll lay round your shanty all the time, time, time I'll lay round your shanty all the time There's a man on the log, finger on the trigger and eye on the hog Gun it went blip and the bullet it went zip Fell on the hog with all of his grip Got my skillet good and greasy all the time Got my skillet good and greasy all the time