Tell the folks at home what you're doing Roger
I'm writing one great song
Yes, we screen, speak
Chestnuts RoastingCollins, I'm downstairs
Hey, Roger picked up the phone
No, it's me, throw down the key
A wild night is now preordained
I may be detainedWhat does he mean?
What do you mean, detained?
Ho, ho, ho, Benny, shitDudes, I'm on my way
Great, fuck, I need the rent
What rent? This past year's rent which I let slide
Let slide? You said we were 'Golden'When you bought the building
When we were roommates
Remember, you lived here?How could I forget?
You, me, Collins and Maureen
How is the drama Queen?
She's performing tonightI know, still her production manager?
Two days ago I was bumped
You still dating her?
Last month I was dumpedShe's in love
She's got a new man?
Well, no, what's his name?
JoanneRent, my amigos, is due
Or I will have to evict you
Be there in a fewThe power blows
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