The Real Deal

INTRO: With a halo of gnats around my cotton-pickin' head You never even listened to a single word I said You sit there on your pompous ass and click your fancy heels Contemplate another piece of art that you can steal Yeah you're rich and you're good-lookin' and outstanding in your field But I'm the real deal, no you can't know how I feel 'Cause I'm the real, real real deal Ah ya bet your sweet petuti I'm the real deal You may always be rich and I may always be poor You're the kind that never gets enough of wantin' more Hittin' on my friends, swingin' on my doors Here's a little somethin's gonna even up the score Try as you may you can't know how I feel 'Cause I'm the real deal, oh you can't know how I feel 'Cause I'm the real, real real deal Ah ya bet your sweet petuti I'm the real deal I used to chop that cotton sometimes leanin' on my hoe But we all know a hoe ain't just a hoe anymore You educated gals are 'sposed to be so damned smart Sometimes you fool around and get the horse behind the cart I got one foot in the grave the other 'un on a 'nanner peel But I'm the real deal, I can make you young girls squeal 'Cause I'm the real, real real deal You bet your sweet petuti I'm the real deal INTRO out