Window Washer

Drunk in the middle of the afternoon, across the street from my school

With a cool baby mama in her pink pajamas, makin' eyes over a game of pool

Well we was four grinning sinners drinking gin for dinner

Hoping we'd commit a sin tonight

With Maceo blowin' on the stereo, we don't wait for no green lights

I'm trying to be a soul man, baby, what else can you do

To find a sweet soul sister, get her ridin' next to you?

Sick of working as a caddy, never be like my daddy

Washin' windows every day of his life

Or like the pack of black rats outside the laundromat