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You don't act up too muchAin't got that glamor touchYou're trifling lazyAin't worth a cigarette ashLook out here MammaLook out hereYou carry me too fastWatch it, babyYou're just my good for nothin'My sweet hunk o' trashMy, my how you soundYou're very short on looksYeah, yeah, yeahDumb, when it comes to booksLook out, baby, watch it, honeyAnd you stay full of corn just like succotashWhat you want me to do in my idle moments?You're just a good for nothin'But my sweet hunk o' trashLet me get a word in there honey, you running your mouthYou said I've worried you for yearsLetras de cancionesI'm just a barfly moochin' beersWhile you sweat over a hot stove slinging hashWork my fingers right down to the elbowsYes I may be good for nothin'But I'm still your sweet hunk o' trashFirst to admit it babyYou said I spread my love all aroundAnd with the chicks all over townBut, how can I when you keep me broke?So I can't spend no cashYes I may be good for nothin'But I'm still your sweet hunk o' trashListen here popsYou know you lie about your youthI don't lie babyI'm just careless with the truth, that's allHow careless can you be?Oh, noWith all your chicksYou try to make a flashNow baby, it ain't like that, noBut you're still my good for nothin'My sweet hunk o' trashNow when you stay out very lateIt sure makes me mad to waitHow come, baby?'Cause, you come home too tiredTo raise just one eyelashWatch it baby, watch itYou're just good for nothin'But you're my sweet hunk o' trashYes indeed From Letras Mania