thursday..... wake up.

except i dont put on any makeup,

hustle & bussel. a town to shake up.

listing to the jungle, strait from jamaica.

and i go out on a journey to wash my clothes, and clean my room,

its my day off, and this is what i do?

but if i can get it done its respect for all the junglists,

every thursday night, you know that you want some of this.

smooth as we slow it down, careful cuz its speeding up.

go to the bar and fill your cup, party's just getting heated up,

take-a-drink, make-it-last,

seven dollar beers,

you can kiss my ass.

end the night with sweet mel-lo-dy,

i gave her a hug. and she kissed me.

i walked her to her car,

gave her one last kiss,

and as i walked away i lit up my cigar.



based on true events....



and some lies.