Artist: Kid Rock
Song: Cramper

Have you ever known a free lancer
Thinks that he's a camper
Known around my way as the cramper 
Like P.M.S. always pokin'
But he won't go away with a little Motrin 
Now if u ever heard the term cramper and u wonder
The worms kinda like i guess a modern day Felix Unger 
When ya first meet em ya think he's O.K.
But then you learn a little bit of the cramper goes a long way 
Hear say here I say thru the grapevine
He squawks and he gawks and he walks a thin line 
Just like a little fuckin fag
He always wants to get high but never has a bag 
Never works says he can't find the right job
Ain't got a dime and when he does he's a tightwad 
He's the dampest there's no one damp
Huh huh.... he's the muther fuckin cramper 
Now the crampers red, there's no one redder, 
He rides ya wrong like a really tight sweater 
He's sorta like a mouse a pest of a peer
U come home he's at your house drinkin your last beer 
Pokin and strokin he makes you wanna belt him
always wearin out his mother fuckin welcome 
And then sporty's never that cautious
he sips from your forty and he always backwashes 
Talk about a certain subject, he'll jinx it
let him borrow a shirt, the stooge always shrinks it 
He's the dampest, there's no one damper
Huh huh.... he's the mother fuckin cramper

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