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Lyrics for "Chillin' at the Papa" by Mission Man

Chillin' at the papa with Michelle
She's making my day go so well
Even when I feel like I'm in Hell
I am in Heaven
From eleven
To seven
Or sometimes 8, 9, or 10
But then again
It could be worse
I could spend all day listening to Matt curse
I've got cardboard cuts on my hands from folding boxes
Anton's spending the day chasing foxes
And scammers
And the
People who aren't where they're supposed to be
Saying "I'm sorry
My roommate was on the phone."
Or maybe they weren't even home
Calling from their cell phone
Waiting on the metro
Hoping they get home
Before we go
On the deliv
And I relive
Every moment as I give
Them the benefit of the doubt
When they say that they were never out
Of their room
So I zoom
Zoom zoom zoom
Back to the dorm
Faster than the norm
Even though I can't stay warm
Because there's a winter storm
Chorus: I am just chillin' at the papa
It's not a tumor
It's my humor
That keeps me going
Oh and
Michelle and all the others around me
That help me overcome the adversity
(3 piano notes meant to represent dialing a phone)
(phone ringing)
Mission Woman: "Hello"
Mission Man: "Hi, did you order Papa John's?"
Mission Woman: "No."
Man: "Is this 308 MacCracken Hall?"
Woman: "Yes."
Man: "Did your roommate order?"
Woman: "I don't know"
Click!
Michelle!
MacCracken said they didn't order
And my last tip was two quarters
On a hundred and fifty dollar order
Complain complain that's all we do
That's ok 'cause you would too
If you were lazy like me
That's ok 'cause you'll always be
The reason
That I'm believin'
That I can make it
'Cause I can take it
Give me the phone and I'll break it
Oh wait that's someone else's job
Who's kinda odd
Hey Lindsay turn off the water
Angela's got a beautiful daughter
Oops I mean son
Ummm.....
I'm just trying to rhyme
Is that a crime
No but cashing a bad check is
And so is
A DUI
My oh my
As I start to think about the things that I'm bringing up
I better just shut up
Chorus: X2
ending:

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