| You don’t speak, the mouth leaks, customer |
| You still look the same to me, customer |
| Used to give it to ya' for nothing, customer |
| Wonderin' where have you been, customer |
| How you not carrying a gun there, customer |
| I don’t want ya' hanging around here, customer |
| Spend it like you mean it, number one customer |
| You nothin' more than customer. |
| Left hand holdin' a dollar, customer |
| (Broke and you’re lookin' to borrow, customer) |
| Right hand, name of the father, customer |
| (Don't believe in god but you’re sorry customer) |
| Prayin' you can ride on the tails now, customer |
| (Haven't we already been there, now, customer) |
| You nothin' more than a customer |
| I’m wondering why you’ve been |
| Standing at payphones |
| Holding your quarter |
| Who would you call anyway? |
| What would you say, |
| Holding that pay phone, |
| If it wasn’t broken, |
| What would you say to me? |
| Maybe if we had |
| Kept it together |
| I could have been king, |
| And you could have stayed the same. |