A Sippin' and Smokin' Lass

They say you gotta give 'em what they ask for
Maybe that's why she keeps the lock on the door
Maybe why she keeps 'em comin' back for more
Heard she was chargin' two this week insteada four

See I know this girl, likes her gentlemen not so gentle
He thinks he's the big dick, he's half correct, he's just the pencil
Thin and sharp, a thorn in everyone's side, hers too many times
So when he's feelin' it, she's bored with it,
Guess who gets called to get her out of the situation

Yeah its a sorry state of affairs
Being the friend of a friend with such unfair features
All day she wants to be left alone
At night she can't get enough calls on her phone
And the fellas, well they just eat it all up

Yeah its a sorry state of affairs
Cause all day she's throwin' her hands up in the air
Lamenting their affections and pulling out her hair
At night its shoes to the sky, oh any backstreet
Or the back of a cab, its all one to her,
A sippin' and smokin' lass

They say you gotta see the things she does, yeah
Well maybe that's why she's got the rave reviews
Maybe why she always has too much to do
To be seen with me, on the weekends
But this weak one ends, quite short of a demand
So I guess I enable as much as I can
And maybe that's why she needs me


Yeah its a sorry state of affairs
Being the friend of a friend with such unfair features
All day she wants to be left alone
At night she can't get enough calls on her phone
And the fellas, well they just eat it all up

Yeah its a sorry state of affairs
Cause all day she's throwin' her hands up in the air
Lamenting their affections and pulling out her hair
At night its shoes to the sky, oh any backstreet
Or the back of a cab, its all one to her,
A sippin' and smokin' lass

Yeah little sippin' and smokin' lass,
I hear all about how she's a fine piece of ass
From all my friends every weeknight or Monday morning
And how I want the snickers and smirks to end
Its like everyone's in on it but me
Everyone's in on it but me