Took A Hit - Racoon

There's a big numb stare Coming off of his face She's laughing at the smoke That's coming out of his face But this fool lives on the hill And she don't like to pay the bills But she will There's a lot of talk about her Behind her back She's good enough to need But never to respect They call her what they will But when they're done they pay the bill They pay the bill No more feeling She don't want it, she don't need it She will distance herself from feeling 'Cause she don't need a better reason No reason to hold back Oh jenny Well there's husbands and there's lawyers And there's factory employees And there's counsellours and mayors With their presidential stares There are lonely ones and liars Looking for a way to buy her And she don't care No more feeling She don't want it, she don't need it She will distance herself from feeling She showers up and man believe me She'll be clean again Clean again Jennifer's up and running Working for the Fatman Jenny's in for anything As long as her kids are eating Pay up she'll make you smile Pay up she'll make you smile, smile Strange ideas, what am I doing here She's not familiar with this talk They're only looking at her rear You can call her what you will Angie, Rose or even Bill Hell, what you will All the husbands, all the lawyers All the factory employees All the counsellours and mayors Wow, so stunning how they dare They dare to claim they know it all The dirty looks they throw She knows them all No more feeling She don't want it, she don't need it She will distance herself from feeling She showers up and man believe me She'll be clean again Clean again Jennifer's up and running Working for the Fatman Jenny's in for anything As long as her kids are eating Pay up she'll make you smile Pay up she'll make you smile, smile One more filthy memory

It's 4 o'clock, the rain has stopped He's in too deep, he ran out of luck Nowhere he can go And his old friends, they left the spot Because of the little time he's got Not that they ever warned him though If you can't give her space We're afraid it's too late You got to let her go now Or we can't help you, brother All he thinks: the love is gone The broken-hearted they must be strong You still got us Well there's this yearning in the stomach Pain and doubt by why she done it And pride that tells him to shut up If you can't give her space We're afraid it's too late You got to let her go now Or we can't help you, brother And if you're willing to fight Then you'll make it allright You just got to let her go now Or we can't help you, brother