Ripped up and torn
Was the beater I worn
To go see the police
That day
My woman's gone mad
I ain't angry, I'm sad
I said to that pretty lady cop
I'd lay
Oh, I didn't touch her
All I saw was a whirling blur
As her fist found my handsome face
Then a clatter
I reeled from that vicious blow
And fell to the bloody flo
A trippin' and a fallin'
On mama's platter
There weren't no excuse
This here's man abuse
Her press-ons done left me
In tatters
Just look here at me
Why can't y'all see
That me and my
Black eyes matter
Ripped up and torn
Was the beater I worn
To go see the police
That day
My woman's gone mad
I ain't angry, I'm sad
I said to that pretty lady cop
I'd lay
Oh, I didn't touch her
All I saw was a whirling blur
As her fist found my handsome face
Then a clatter
I reeled from that vicious blow
And fell to the bloody flo
A trippin' and a fallin'
On mama's platter
There weren't no excuse
This here's mad abuse
Her press-ons done left me
In tatters
Just look here at me
Why can't y'all see
That me and my
Black eyes matter
Matter
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Ripped up and torn
Was the beater I worn
To go see the police
That day
My woman's gone mad
I ain't angry, I'm sad
I said to that pretty lady cop
I'd lay
Oh, I didn't touch her
All I saw was a whirling blur
As her fist found my handsome face
Then a clatter
I reeled from that vicious blow
And fell to the bloody flo
A trippin' and a fallin'
On mama's platter
There weren't no excuse
This here's man abuse
Her press-ons done left me
In tatters
Just look here at me
Why can't y'all see
That me and my
Black eyes matter
Ripped up and torn
Was the beater I worn
To go see the police
That day
My woman's gone mad
I ain't angry, I'm sad
I said to that pretty lady cop
I'd lay
Oh, I didn't touch her
All I saw was a whirling blur
As her fist found my handsome face
Then a clatter
I reeled from that vicious blow
And fell to the bloody flo
A trippin' and a fallin'
On mama's platter
There weren't no excuse
This here's mad abuse
Her press-ons done left me
In tatters
Just look here at me
Why can't y'all see
That me and my
Black eyes matter
Matter
Was the beater I worn
To go see the police
That day
My woman's gone mad
I ain't angry, I'm sad
I said to that pretty lady cop
I'd lay
Oh, I didn't touch her
All I saw was a whirling blur
As her fist found my handsome face
Then a clatter
I reeled from that vicious blow
And fell to the bloody flo
A trippin' and a fallin'
On mama's platter
There weren't no excuse
This here's man abuse
Her press-ons done left me
In tatters
Just look here at me
Why can't y'all see
That me and my
Black eyes matter
Ripped up and torn
Was the beater I worn
To go see the police
That day
My woman's gone mad
I ain't angry, I'm sad
I said to that pretty lady cop
I'd lay
Oh, I didn't touch her
All I saw was a whirling blur
As her fist found my handsome face
Then a clatter
I reeled from that vicious blow
And fell to the bloody flo
A trippin' and a fallin'
On mama's platter
There weren't no excuse
This here's mad abuse
Her press-ons done left me
In tatters
Just look here at me
Why can't y'all see
That me and my
Black eyes matter
Matter
Writer: Steven Hines
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