Some people call me space cowboy, yea
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitous of love

People talk about me, baby
Say I'm doing you wrong, doing you wrong
Don't worry, don't you worry mama
Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home

I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
Play my music in the sun

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
Sure don't wanna hurt no one
Woo Woo

You're the cutest girl I think I ever did see
Really love your peaches
Want to shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Oooo baby, I'll fuck you a good time

I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
Play my music in the sun

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
Sure don't wanna hurt no one


Lyrics submitted by Painkiller, edited by Mellow_Harsher

The Joker (Steve Miller cover) song meanings
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