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've never seen And their momma'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 Living the high life Whoa Ooh, oh I'm watchin' porno on the TV Ponderin' why she ever leaves 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 doing fine Me and your mom 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 making time, I'm going out With your wife (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey) I'm a lowlife I'm a lowlife Yeah, I'm a lowlife Living the high life Lowlife (oh, yeah, oh, yeah) Lowlife (low, low, low) Lowlife (low, lowlife) Lowlife (lowlife, lowlife)