Hardloint Man from Tattooed Rose by D.T. Buffkin

Y’know a hardloint man gonna do just as he please.
I said a hardloint man gonna do just as he please.
So when that police man says I’m going too fast,
I pay him double the fine, I’m speeding all the way back.
Y’know a hardloint man gonna do just as he please.

You know a hardloint man satisfies his baby’s needs.
I said a hardloint he knows what makes that honey sweet.
You getcha finger wet and ya dip it in the pot,
Let the honey drip til the very last drop.
I said a hardloint man satisfies his baby’s needs.

Y’know a hardloint man gonna do just as he please.
I said a hardloint man knows how to kill his grief.
Gimme a cold ale and a stinky green bag,
I take a puff, a toke, a pull, a sip, a drag.
Y’know a hardloint man he knows how to kill his grief.
I said a hardloint man knows how to kill his grief,
Just call me Chief.

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