Its no big secret that Im not pampered
some say looks like I crawled out of the clothes hamper.
My pants are plaid the zippers broken
its not that bad theres nothing out pokin'
to small shirts? thats what Im about
tight sleeves make me look like I work out.
I know my socks are a shade of pink
I washed my white socks and red sweater in a white sink.
there are a few who my clothes they adore
thrifty folks who shop at the thrift store.
My old footwear give me the blues
but you shouldnt comment 'til you walked a mile in my shoes.
Whats up with my large belt? wait give me a minute
still good after a few more holes punched in it.
Its a cold fact that I have no jacket
when it gets breezy I know that I lack it.
My daughter looks at my threads and frowns
she knows one day they will be hand me downs.
I have other hobbies and fashions
Daddies no dandy enslaved by fashion
My fashion sense not the best I realize
heck! I just threw away all my polka-dot bow ties.
Dont laugh at my underwear
there the same style a crimefighter wears.
But dont trip honey when the future pays
Ill take you shopping to a trendy boutique called
"Tar-jay" (target).
-Santacruz-
