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Ain't Right Whites

Woke up this morning
Someone done towed my Cadillac
Said I looked out this morning
Someone done towed my Cadillac
There's a Ford Pinto sitting in its space
Every time that I look back

Someone drank my forty
They left me some Heineken
Yeah, someone drank my forty
They left me some Heineken
Lord knows I don't drink no foreign stuff
Looks like I'm on the wagon once again

This just ain't right
This just ain't right
This just ain't right
Baby, looks like I got the whites

Looked in the mirror
Hairs' as straight as it could be
Looked again in my mirror
Hairs' as straight as it could be
Must be some kind of evil curse
Don't like what's happening to me

Losing my rhythm baby
Gonna be the last verse of this song
Lord I just can't keep the beat
Gonna be the last verse of this song
Starting to look like Casper the ghost
You know this whole deal is just plain wrong

This just ain't right
This just ain't right
This just ain't right
Baby, looks like I got the whites