Текст песни Strap On That Jammy Pac

Strap on that there jammy pac Get a grip on your soul Sip on that there family flask, And I'll guide you towards the door She don't feed me in the mornin' And I can't take no more So strap on that there jammy pac, And get up off my floor Strap on that there jammy pac And slide a double dime my way Dry off your distributor cap, And hip me to the game you play She's jonesin' for a jammy With a girl that I call Tammy, So strap on that there jammy pac, It's time for you to pay Strap on that there jammy pac She hypnotized one dude Stains you like a heart attack Van Winkle says "Fuck you." Never made me no supper A boy like me needs it, too So strap on that there jammy pac, It's time to pay your due