There i was lookin' for somethin' new

Man comes into my view

Tells me, "hey kid yo wanna make ten bucks?"

Bud gave me dirty looks

"Hey man, tells me what i got to do"

Man tore the money right in half

Says then to kill the fatted calf

A rich fat lady with diamonds and rocks

I'm thinkin', "Man this sucks, need a cement mixer

I ain't writin' no epitaph"



1st Chorus:

Make-up to her chin

But don't ask me where the hell she's been



2nd Chorus:

Broken bones in the gutter

But did i murder your mudder?

Sorry 'bout dem bones in the muddy gutter yeah



My bud Sal and me stole a crane

Then i stabbed the bitch in a vein

Yeah, she fell down on the big crane hook

I got this cool idea from a mystery book yeah

Fell down before she felt the pain

Put her in the mixer, aimed the chute

A few steps back, clean off my boot

Couple of days, walk down the street

There were bones no more meat

Broken bones in the gutter

Got the rest of my loot



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2nd Chorus



Damn lady so big, eighteen wheeler, trailer woman

But she's gonna make me rich as hell with her



1st Chorus



2nd Chorus