Every morning when i get up
I reach for that coffee cup
hoping this will be the day
when the old lady has nothing to say
its always been a battle with her
I look at her and all i see is a blur
it has not been a happy road for the two of us
her moody ways, her cheatin days
it all adds up to no trust
she always seems to pick a good fight
tries to drive me out of my mind
most of the time i walk away
but oh baby todays the day
I am on a roll and a mission
cause today I'm itchin for a bitchin
I'm itching for a bitchin from my bitch
can't take it no more you lousy whore
oh the evil thoughts are mean and rich
gonna slap her face and kick her out the door
cause today i'm a icthin for a bitchin
and soon she will be no more
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