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