The Cramper
And this one is called the cramper
Have you ever known a free lancer
Thinks that he's a camper
Known around my way as the cramper
Like PMS always pokin'
But he won't go away with a little Motrin
Now if you never heard the term cramper and you wonder
The worms kinda like I guess a modern day Felix Unger
When ya first meet em ya think he's ok
But then you learn a little bit of the cramper goes a long way
Hear say here I say thru the grapevine
He squawks and he gawks and he walks a thin line
Just like a little fuckin fag
He always wants to get high but never has a bag
Never works says he can't find the right job
Ain't got a dime and when he does he's a tightwad
He's the dampest there's no one damper
Huh huh... he's the motherfuckin Cramper
Now the crampers red, there's no one redder
He rides ya wrong like a really tight sweater
He's sorta like a mouse a pest of a peer
You come home he's at your house drinkin your last beer
Pokin and strokin he makes you wanna belt him
Always wearin out his motherfuckin welcome
And then sporty's never ever that cautious
He sips from your 40 and he always backwashes
Talk about a certain subject, he'll jinx it
Let him borrow a shirt, the stooge always shrinks it
He's the dampest, there's no one damper
Huh huh... he's the motherfuckin Cramper