Third Floor Story by The Mother Hips Lyrics

God Damn, you neighbor man, you're knockin' on my roof with a broomstick in your hand
You lazy punk, I said you gotta wake up at 6am
Well don't you know I don't take my rest 'til then
I have to do you in

You can tell me what you want, but I can't give it to you
Tell me what you want, but I can't give it to you

The company quit, they didn't do shit for that new record
What do I have to do to get a break
Won't somebody just give me a hit

You can tell me what you want, but I can't give it to you
Tell me what you want, I can't give it to you

I have a heart that is older than you
I'm a soldier and I'm hurt, it's true
So many times I have tried to brush it off
But your sharpened wit nearly ran me through