Married To My Hack

At five in the morning she would fix my lunch put it in a paper sack

Where I'm headed I'd always appreciate it but I'd rather stay married to my hack

I move like the breeze and the birds and the bees and I'm never been known to look back

I got 15 women and all of 'em swimming but I'd rather stay married to my hack

I move 15 miles every minute I'm all smiles I'd shoot by my sister's shack