everything i get is already broken   everyone i meet is need of repair   every time i speak it's already spoken   every future plan finds me under-prepared   you gotta wiggle the handle   you gotta jiggle the key   you gotta work it with what you're working with when you're working it next to me   my whole world is held together with duct tape   all seems fine but deep inside i'm gasping for air   the odds are watching me for any mistake that i make   it takes alot to give a damn while fronting like you don't even care   you gotta wiggle the handle   you gotta jiggle the key   you gotta work it with what you're working with when you're working it next to   you gotta jiggle the handle   you gotta wiggle the keys   you gotta work it with what you're working with when you're working it next to me   rock my hoopdie pushing off into the sunset   failure on my radio and into the air   pass the exit sign and we'll be out of new jersey   leave this mess behind and always carry a spare   you gotta wiggle the handle   you gotta jiggle the key   you gotta work it with what you're working with when you're working it next to   you gotta jiggle the handle   you gotta wiggle the key   you gotta work it with what you're working with when you're working it next to me