Trimmin' Fat

Tried to book my band at this club I know
 The guy that owns it, he's a real good Joe
 Said "Tommy you've got too many mouths to feed
 Just one DeeJay, that's all I really need"
 He could hardly even look me in the face
 And he said "Karaoke really packs this place"
 He handed me five bucks and patted me on the back and he said
 "Everybody's trimmin' fat"
 Whooo! That was cold-blooded
 I went down to the super market to get a dozen eggs
 A loaf of bread, some milk, and a bag of chicken legs
 Got to the counter, didn't have that much stuff
 Had a Franklin in my pocket, figured that should be enough
 That lady rung me up and much to my surprise
 A hundred and sixteen dollars, I couldn't believe my eyes
 Guess I'm gonna have to put sumpthin' back
 She said, "Son, everybody's trimmin' fat"
 Whooo! Oh, everybody's doin' it. Look out
 Got a call from the foreman at the place I work
 Now most the time this guy's a real jerk
 And he was bein' so nice, and then he said
 "I hate to do this Tommy." And it hit me like a ton of lead
 "They do your job in China for ten bucks a day
 Better come on down and get your last week's pay"
 Now I didn't lose my job, but I know where it's at
 But, uh, everybody's trimmin' fat
 Whooo! Oh, man, that hurt my feelin's
 (Spoken)
 Come down and get my last weeks pay? Oh man
 What about my Four-O-one-K?
 How about that boss man? We could give him a little less money
 Then that'd make a nice big job for me
 That's right How much is gas gonna be this week?