Lyrics

Uh, ok, ok, ok, ok
Talk to me
Uh, ok, ok
Talk to me now
Ok, ok
Talk to me
Uh, Talk to me now
Feelin' like the man round here
Clap for me one time, I deserve a hand right here
Sure you wanna talk to me, because I'm the sherrif round here
Okay come through, I could use a hand right here
I've been waiting here too long
Tryna see where I went wrong
I did all this on my own
All my soul, I feel at home
Ok, ok, ok, ok
Talk to me
Ok, ok, ok, ok
Talk to me now
Ok, ok, ok
Talk to me
Uh, Talk to me now
Used to be able to talk to me, now you gotta contact my manager
Young Pamela, my passenger
With Pamela, on the bannister
Used to back it up, start acting up
I've had enough, might vanish ya
Pray to all them cannisters, so they see me here and they take me home
I can live my life like a bachelor, see I started off with a couple thou'
Then I flipped it quick like a spatula
It's crazy how they cry when you die
But they forget about you right afterwards
Playin' game had got me right out the woods
[Chorus] x 2
(I feel at home) x 16
[Chorus] x 2
Written by: D. Smith, David Andrew Smith
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