Lyric Pork Chop

Uh, roy?
Yes deutch?
It s about my hats.
What about them? i mean, they bring something out in me. i...
I don t want that something, i want my hats back.
Why just... we re supposed to be friends... people who like each other want to see each other s lives enriched in some way...
You were seen last night in a restaurant havingdinnerwith one of my hats.
It s a small thing.

You know...
When i say you re a pork chop you best believe you re a pork chop.
P-o-r-k
C-h-o-p.

When a fella comes a callin and you re waiting there til morning...
He s a pork chop.
Pork chop.

When he s whistlin his romances, and he s making other glances...
He s a pork chop.
Pork chop.

He s a running and a dancing while he paints the town a special blue.
Teaching roller skating to the missing farm, that s the way he do.

So i care about things.

He can play mysterioso and everybody knows so.
He s a pork chop.
Pork chop.

Gonna leave me at the altar reading comic books by faulkner.
He s a pork chop.
Pork chop.

He s dragging his ass round, promises he said he d do
And i knew
He d be ringin me this evening so suprised to hear me screaming "you re a pork chop!
Pork chop!"
I take issue.

You should try faulkner.
I should what!?
Try faulkner.
...soundsdirty.

Look. the thing is this: i am a doer.
Huh!
There are doers and there are don ters.
Yes, yes...
I may not be there for you, but i am doing things.
Yes... uh huh...
That s a responsible person, a caring person, not what you say, a jambone de pork, whatever..
Wha... wait a second. just wait a second...
*muffled argument*

I try to tell my feelings, and he s looking at the ceiling.
He s a pork chop.
Pork chop.

On and on about abuses, and he s sitting being useless.
He s a pork chop.
(that s for sure!)

He s dragging his ass round, promises he said he d do
And i knew
He d be ringin me this evening so suprised to hear me screaming "you re a pork chop!
Pork chop!"

I am suprised! i don t know why...
*more obscured arguing to end*