Lowlife (Living the Highlife)

I got my cat scratch fever eight-track

My best friend's in a gun rack

I'm a lowlife

I owe everybody money

I think racist jokes are funny

I'm a lowlife

I got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth

I'm makin' time, I'm goin' out

With your wife

'Cause I'm a lowlife

I'm a lowlife

I got kids I never seen

And their mama's 17

I'm a lowlife

I take strippers out to breakfast

You can add that to my checklist

I'm a lowlife

Oh, the landlord called, the rent is due

I spent it all on a Kiss tattoo

I rock and roll all night

'Cause I'm a lowlife

I'm a lowlife

Yeah, I'm a lowlife

Livin' the high life

I'm watchin' porno on the TV

Wonderin' why she'd ever leave me

I'm a lowlife

The object of my affection

Asked the police for protection

I'm a lowlife

The romance is gone, I'm doin' fine

Me and your mom's had a real good time

Just last night

'Cause I'm a lowlife

I'm a lowlife

I make black music for the white man

Keep cocaine upon my nightstand

I'm a lowlife

Ain't never hung out in the Catskills

But I've been to jail in Nashville

I'm a lowlife

I've got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth

I'm makin' time, I'm goin' out

With your wife, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, hey

I'm a lowlife

I'm a lowlife

Yeah, I'm a lowlife

Livin' the high life

Lowlife (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)

Lowlife (low, low, low)

Lowlife (low, lowlife)

Lowlife

Lowlife, lowlife