How Ya Dooin'?

You got the nerve to ask me how I'm dooin';
You say I look like somethin' that the wind just blew in.
The things you say. they really got me stewin'

I'm tired of the garbage that your mouth keeps spewin',
Why don't you go crawl back into the womb you grew in
And ask your mother hey mamma how you dooin'?


The bible says that god will only let a few in,
What makes you so damn certain that he will let you in.
And if he did.. would you say "how you dooin'?"

I think we should pray...
Pray for the day...
When no one will say.... HOW YOU DOOIN'.

Your bookie said to you that your horse was a shoe in,
It finished in last place and now you are a-ruein'.
All of a sudden you feel trouble brewin'.

Now you find that your investments aint a-crewin'.
You're left with nothin' so you sit home boo-hoo hoooin"
So how'd you like it. if I said, "how YOU dooin'?".

You weren't careful with the girl you were a-screwin',
Now there's a newborn baby that you are goo goooin'.
For palimony... and custody she's suein".

I think we should pray...
Pray for the day...
When no one will say.... HOW YOU DOOIN'.

Just like a heard of cattle when they are a mooin',
They know that in a minute you'll be bar-b-que-in'.
Their hips and shoulders they know that you'll be chewin'



Back in Paris all the French are parlevouin',
In South America the rebels are a coup-in'.
In New York City... they all say, "how you dooin'?"

I think we should pray...
Pray for the day...
When no one will sav.... HOW YOU DOOIN'.