[Lyric] .45 (The Dashboard Saviors)

I've got no problems, I've got no regrets
I've got no secrets I want to forget

I know I'm wanted, facing 8-10 (?)
I've got a .45 to pay my rent

I've got a little woman to slap around
When she gives me lip for going out on the town

Got no subscriptions to no magazines
I've done read everything I ever want to read

DOn't give a shit who's the president
I've got a .45 to pay my rent

I've got a little daughter who thinks I'm the king
You'd better believe, the best men are the mean ones, little daughter

Fuck the shriners, fuck the PTA
I done paid all the dues I'm ever going to pay
Got no pool got no picket fence
I've got a .45 to pay my rent

I got no car, but I know where to find one
When I get the ..... to get behind one

Don't even try to find a job no more
When I get hungry, I hit a liquor store

I know where bad boys are sent
I've got a .45 to pay my rent

I've got firends inside, saving me a place
............. interstate (?)