Fink for the man de The Datsuns

Slick it back
gimme some grease
you got it
i want it
so baby so sweet
Jett black hair
leather on thigh
you make me flip baby
whoa
everytime
But you don't give a damn
you're just a fink for the man
you sure let me know
you don't give a damn
you're just a fink for the man
you make me flip
get up and go
The midnight riders hanging round your neck
i wish it was me
oh, we could be just the best
I seen your letters
they're written with spit
your taking care of business
but baby
you flipped
I seen your letters
they're written with spit
and you're fink for that man
you're buying us a big bag of trouble baby
but i know that's your plan