(It's 8:05. This is Phyllis in the office.nThe Cat is out on the patio, if it jumps one more time,nyour butts are in the street. I am sick and tired of yournactivities, your cat, and your untruths with me.nI'm gonna call you tomorrow, when your home, and you can explainnsome things to me 'cuz I'm tired of your bullshit. Goodnight.)nnMy place is not a home,nit don't make no difference but I have found,nthat I need a place to stay.nI never listen what the landlord man say.nYou should've seen the flops in my house.nWe were jumping on walls and kicking ceilings.nNow a days people listen to me, when I say..GET OUT!nn(they're driving me fucking crazy over here chief,nI gotta get rid of these fruitcakes.)nnHold me and don't let go.nIt don't make no difference that your a ho.nCause I need a place to stay.nA new disease was just the price I paid.nIn days of old that how it used to be, oh yes indeed.nThat girl is dead to me now and I say ...nnSo let the lovin take a hold over me,nLet the lovin take a hold over me.n(Long Beach Posse)nCause all I see is your fussin' and fightin'n1992 so lets all start uniting.nPut your hands together be the best you can be,nLet this jam take us to 1993.nStay positive and the love will come back to me.nnBut some jealous punk, snuck up around the back,ntried to take the lovin' over me.nOh, I got into a fist fight and wound up in jail all night.