Cosmo Jarvis Stuff I Gotta' Do
[Verse 1]
While my wife spends all my cash
On things that should be in the trash
And she's always doing her hair and watching my TV
And when I come home late
I say a blowjob would be great
My princess with fake tits can't stand the sight of me
And she wakes up at midday
While I'm working away
And I'm pretty sure she's screwing with a friend of mine
She'll say the opposite
When I discipline the kids
What a spiteful little grin, makes me feel out of line
[Chorus]
Well I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
Well I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
[Verse 2]
And the dog shat on the carpet
And the carpet cost a grand
And I'm the one who always buys the damn dog food
I forget what it's called
But she pisses on the wall
I got two bitches in my house, both always in bad moods
Any my son is a disgrace
He's got piercings in his face
And he's mincing around the kitchen like a movie star
He doesn't use his hands
Except when he's tapping the keypad
Of the phone his mother got him with my credit card
[Chorus]
Well I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
Well I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
[Verse 3]
And he's always talking loud
About how he's gay and proud
And how I wouldn't understand him even if I tried
But I don't mind that he's a fag
What really makes me lose my rag
Is all he does is ramble on about his new gay pride
And he doesn't have a clue
What he really wants to do
All he does is go out drinking, looks for boys to get
And his mother slips him tens
To get his hair dye once again
Never goes out in the rain in case his hair gets wet
[Chorus]
Well I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
Well I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
[Verse 4]
My daughter talks a lot
In fact she never f..cking stops
I nod along just like those stupid dogs you get
And I really have no patience
For this garbage conversation
She's got tits just like her mother's and she uses them
And when she is at school
She makes her teachers drool
And when she gets an average grade she puts their hands on her
That's how she will advance
With old men's fingers in her pants
She's stupid and she's pretty, but that's no answer
[Chorus]
Well I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
Well I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
[Verse 5]
I pick her up at four
My baby girl the whore
Gets in the car and doesn't say "Hi, how was work?"
Instead she's on the phone
With some asshole named Jerome
I try ignore the little stains there on her shirt
See, I'm a family man
But this mess never was the plan
This family's everything that's wrong with planet Earth
I guess it's down to me
But work was where I had to be
While their mother raised them up with her tits and her purse
[Chorus]
Well I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
Well I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
I guess I got some stuff I gotta do
[Verse 6]
Now my wife won't spend my cash
On things that should be in the trash
And I'm the only one who's watching my TV
My son no longer shouts
About how he's gay and proud
Now he's outside in the rain, his hair looks wet to me
My daughter never talks
I'm awful glad she stopped
And she'll never use those tits to change her grades in class
The carpet looks brand new
Because there is no dog to do
I'm the greatest god damn father they could ever have