[Spoken Intro]
One, two

[Verse 1]
If I had the balls, I'd marry you
In Niagara Falls or Syracuse
All the guys and dolls will be there with you
Damien will buy a bag and share with you
Yeah, you knew, child
Girl, you cute, child
Me and you, child
Coming true, child

[Chorus]
Blaming it all on the lifestyle
Girl, it's gonna get better
Gonna get help together
Gucci socks, Gucci sweater
She's the fucking mother of my child
Girl, I can't just fucking leave up in the morning
I need a couple weeks at least of warning, yeah, yeah
Blaming it all on the lifestyle for a while

[Verse 2]
If I had a car, I'd go on tour
If I had your heart, well, no onе's sure
You live kinda far, I think we should gеt to know each other
Get a bite to eat with one another, girl, you're so easy
Rest in peace, child
Come with me, child
Yeah, you see, child
Thirty-three, child
[Chorus]
Blaming it all on the lifestyle
Girl, it's gonna get better
Gonna get help together
Gucci socks, Gucci sweater
She's the fucking mother of my child
Girl, I can't just fucking leave up in the morning
I need a couple weeks at least of warning, yeah, yeah
Blaming it all on the lifestyle for a while

[Outro]
Isn't it sublime that the drug store
Is keeping me alive with pills I snort?
Thirty milligrams amphetamines
She's mad she's dating him instead of me
Rest in peace, child
Yes, indeed, child
Come to me, child
Come and see, child