[Lyric] Why I Gotta Be So Famous? (The Meat Purveyors)

Why I gotta be so famous?

I'm droppin C notes, in the casino
And in the G string, cause it's a G thing
Three sheets to the wind and still I got your girlfriend
Why I gotta be so famous?

You see, what it leads to
When your fame always proceeds you
Folks be wanting to press the flesh with
But there's some flesh that you don't wanna mess with

But if all the girls in Kansas City
Were laid end to end it would be a pity
If I wasn't there for some of that fun
The hayseed girls are number one
Why I gotta be so famous?

You can wash my dirty mouth out with soap
But I heading to the dirty south where I hope
That Atlanta makes our money green
The bars never close in New Orleans
From Tuscon Arizona all the way to Pensacola
With the vodka pit stop at the Cirle Bar in NOLA
That I-10 is a long long highway
You know I gotta be doing it the fly way
Why I gotta be so famous?

All up and down I-35
Pass me a blunt and let me drive
Duluth Minnesota is a beautiful sight
The northern girls keep you warm at night

Fly into Seattle, trying to attract her
Drinking at the smoke shop and play at the Tractor
At the Holiday Inn for the lesbian orgy
That's why we be TMP
Why I gotta be so famous?
Why I gotta be so famous?