I'm A Slave Lyrics - Jerry Reed

Now folks I got this smoking habit see 

And I know The Habit's bad 

But the worse thing about smoking 

Is it makes them nonsmokers so mad 

They say if you gonna puff them things 

Go sit in the smoking section please 

They put us in a ward like a bunch of cows 

With the hoof in mouth disease 

And all I hear is cigarets 

Their bad for you dude 

Well that may be friends 

But I like them 

Every way but Bar-B-Q'ed 

And when I'm ready to quit smoking 

Don't worry it'll be a breeze 

But right now friend 

Better stick me in 

The smoking section please 

I'm a slave 

He's a slave 

I'm a slave 

He's a slave 

I'm a poor helpless victim 

To the thing my body craves 

His body craves 

Now I know my smoking habit's rotten 

And I hate myself for ever starting 

But right now friend I could eat a carton 

Cause I'm a slave 

Ooo-ooooo 

Now folks back home there was this dude 

That would gamble at the drop of your hat 

You know the kind 

He has to raise all the time 

And cover every bet 

Well one night he was having a run of luck 

And all his luck was bat 

Done lost his money lost his car 

He done lost everything he had 

And I'm trying to drag him 

Out of that poker game 

And he's a hanging on to my arm 

Jerry loan me ten 

Help me get back in 

I'll win a ribbon farm 

Well I loaned him ten then twenty 

Friends they was picking me to the bone 

And when I stopped the game 

All that remain 

Was my cab-fair home 

I said hey if I was stuck with your luck 

Believe I'd leave that poker alone 

He said Jerry it aint nothing but dough 

And money aint got no home 

Loan me ten 

I'm a slave 

He's a slave 

I'm a slave 

He's a slave 

I'm a poor helpless victim 

To the thing my body craves 

His body craves 

But there is some good 

To come out of this friends 

There's always one bet you can win 

You bet this cowboy 

Will bet um again 

Cause I'm a slave 

Ooo-ooooo 

Well now I aint seen my next-door neighbor 

In a week or so I guess 

Till yesterday and he was all bandaged up 

And in this body cast 

I said well from the looks of you son 

Uh the wreck must have been bad 

He said no this is what happens Jerry 

When your ol lady gets mad 

He said it was last Saturday night and I was in this bar 

Had a blonde on my knee 

When I look up and there's my ol lady 

Looking right down on me 

Well she grabbed that blonde 

And they was a having a championship bout 

I stood up and said now honey wait a minuet 

And I never should open my mouth 

Cause she come right across my head with a bottle 

Yelling save that country jive 

And what she done to me 

Was world war three 

And I'm lucky to be alive 

And I said let that be a lesson son 

Maybe this flame will be your last 

He said hey me and you 

Know what I'm gonna do 

Soon as I get out of this cast 

I'm a slave 

He's a slave 

I'm a slave 

He's a slave 

Don't put the pressure on me 

It effects how I behave 

How he behaves 

I love them short fat skinny ones 

I like them brunets I love the blonds 

I can't help it 

Its a lot of fun 

I'm a slave 

He's a slave 

I'm a slave 

He's a slave 

I'm a poor helpless victim 

To the thing my body craves 

His body craves 

Well I was laying in the floor 

Half killed asking myself 

Was it worth the thrill? 

Will you do it again 

You know I will 

Cause I'm a slave 

Uh hello sugar babe 

Uh you aint got a cigaret on you have youh, (hehe) 

Yeah well I guess borrowing ten is out of the question aint it, (hehe)