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    Gotta 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 mamma 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 growin’ 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’ conversator    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