MySpace Models Lyrics

It's kinda sad you're such a sucker
'Cause you got it going on
Get a real job, get a real job (x2)

I'll make this as simple as possible
For sake of confusing you
I know you got a little tick that makes you hop from dick to dick
A severe case of attention deficit disorder
A quarter tank of gas to drive a while away
From where you normally stay
Get coked the fuck out and get railed for a day or two

Oh, I'm proud of you
I bet your mama's proud of you, too

It's kinda sad you're such a sucker
'Cause you got it going on
Get a real job, get a real job (x2)

Who's list is this list? It's Craigslist
And this list is listing a girl's list of requests
Like money for hand sex
Maybe an extra fifty bucks to play with her tits

It's kinda sad you're such a sucker
'Cause you got it going on
Get a real job, get a real job (x2)

Oh, what an insecure mess
You must be depressed that
Mommy and Daddy or your best friends
Still give you a place to rest your nappy fucking head


But no, no, no, you're just too beautiful
To go, go, go back to the harsh reality
That you ain't all you're cracked up to be
Just another insecure skank

It's kinda sad you're such a sucker
'Cause you got it going on
Get a real job, get a real job (x2)

I hope you're glad you're such a fucker
Girl, you got it fuckin' wrong
This ain't a real job, this ain't a real job (x2)