Back Stabbin' Betty - Live From The Vic In Chicago

Poor guy that man John Thomas
 His woman truly was a devil
 And she wasn't all that honest
 She tore him down on every level
 You're a no good lazy motherfucker
 Got a, a shit job you worthless motherfucker
 You're a, a dead beat feel sorry for your mother
 If I had time I'd trade you for another
 He don't like that
 He wants his life back
 He wants to go back home
 He tried so hard to please her
 He sold his soul to keep her happy
 But nothin' he did impressed her
 She always left him feelin' shitty
 This is it? No, this can't be all you bought me
 Said I'm, I'm high class and this is where you brought me
 Gonna strike low just like my momma taught me
 You're a, a low life you're lucky that you got me
 He don't like that
 He wants his life back
 He wants to go back home
 Down deep way down inside him
 The will to leave was growing stronger
 And he bit his tongue for so long
 He couldn't hold back any longer
 You're a two faced ruthless instigator
 You're a, a low down triflin' masquerader
 You're a, a cold bitch controllin' conservator
 This is too much I'm out I'll see you later
 She don't like that
 But he got his life back
 No she don't like that
 But he's right back on track
 I said he went back home