Lyrics

DON'T WANT YOUR MONEY
YOU CAN KEEP YOUR CASH
DON'T WANT YOUR LOVE
IT WOULD NEVER LAST
YOU KNOW WHAT I WANT
GIVE ME YOUR TRASH

I LIKE THE WAY IT SMELLS
THE WAY IT FEELS
LIKE YOUR PERFUME
I KNOW IT'S REAL
I GOTTA HAVE YOUR TRASH
CAN'T HELP MYSELF

CHORUS:
YOUR GARBAGE MAN
YOUR GARBAGE MAN
I WANT TO BE
YOUR GARBAGE MAN
PLEASE LET ME BE
YOUR GARBAGE

PUT IT IN YOUR DRIVEWAY
OR BY THE DOOR
OR NEAR THE CURB
AND IT'S FOR SURE
I'LL PICK IT UP
COME BACK FOR MORE

EACH COLD DARK MORNING
WHEN I RATTLE YOUR CAN
I'LL THANK THE LORD
FOR WHO I AM
AND MAKING ME
YOUR GARBAGE MAN