A simple formula
Music and love
Screw yourself
Forgetting all of the above

If we can't join the fools
Maybe we'll beat them
If you're not playing ball
Then you can eat them

An easy lay
Yeah there's no such luck
With such a little brain
How can I talk so much

She said get it straight
Or get it gone
You're no the only one
Who can make me cum

Tell your mom to stop calling me
Don't lift your leg on my family tree
Auf weidersehen (ah, my) mon amie
Just tell your mom to stop calling me

Trash
We're piling up in the corner
Can't clean the mess in me
I tried to warn her

But you can't blame the kids
For what they're born into
Still it just makes me sick
To take a whiff of you

Another stupid game
We'll just make up the rules
As we go along
Makes us so dull we drool

And it's a bitter taste
But you'll get used to it
Just try it on for size
That stinky shoe that fits

And tell your mom to stop calling me
And get your axe out of the stump
Of my family tree
If this is real then I don't think I want to be

Just tell your mom to stop calling me
Trash
But they sure don't make 'em like they used to
Swimmin' in the cesspools ready for the bargain bin

I may not want to but I guess I'll have to choose
To stay alive or jump right in
So I guess I'll have to jump right in
I'm gonna jump right in

Come on and jump right in
And tellyour mom to stop calling me
Trash
Tell your mom takes one to know one

Trash
tellyour mom to stop stealing my
Stash
Tell your mom to stop sending me

Cash
Tell your mom I'm on the radio trash
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Jimmie's Chicken Shack – Trash Lyrics

Songwriters: CRAWFORD, JOHN BUCKNER
Trash lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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