Kid Rock - The Cramper Lyrics
Have you ever known a free lancerThinks that hes a camperKnown around my way as the cramperLike p.m.s. always pokinBut he wont go away with a little motrinNow if u ever heard the term cramper and u wonderThe worms kinda like I guess a modern day felix ungerWhen ya first meet em ya think hes o.k.But then you learn a little bit of the cramper goes a long wayHear say here I say thru the grapevineHe squawks and he gawks and he walks a thin lineJust like a little *****in fagHe always wants to get high but never has a bagNever works says he cant find the right jobAint got a dime and when he does hes a tightwadHes the dampest theres no one dampHuh huh.... hes the muther *****in cramperNow the crampers red, theres no one redder,He rides ya wrong like a really tight sweaterHes sorta like a mouse a pest of a peerU come home hes at your house drinkin your last beerPokin and strokin he makes you wanna belt himAlways wearin out his mother *****in welcomeAnd then sportys never that cautiousHe sips from your forty and he always backwashesTalk about a certain subject, hell jinx itLet him borrow a shirt, the stooge always shrinks itHes the dampest, theres no one damperHuh huh.... hes the mother *****in cramper
