Sticks Songtext
von Ginger Minj

There′s as many trees in the woods
As jobs that I would take, if I could
I'm not saying I′m qualified
But I'd be damned if I ain't gonna try

I′ve never heard of it but I′ll figure it out later
Might not be an expert but I'm not a faker

If they say they want a domnatrix
Then I′m gonna learn to crack that whip
If they say they need a diner waitress
Then they're gonna watch me earn that tip

Cuz I came through life with an open mind
Cuz who knows if it fits?
I throw it up against the wall and see what sticks

All that money there in the jar
I earned when I was younger racing cars
And that check inside that white envelope
I got from thumping canteloupe


I′ve never heard of it but I'll figure it out later
Oh, might not be an expert but I′m not a faker

If they need someone to drive the pontoon,
Then I'm gonna learn to back it up
If they say I need to sail a vaccuum
Then I'm gonna show ′em I don′t suck

Cuz I came through life with an open mind
Cuz who knows if it fits?
I throw it up against the wall and see what sticks

I've never heard of it but I′ll figure it out later
Even if that means I wrestle a gator (gator, gator, gator, gator)

If I'm making honey in Atlanta
Imma do it better than the bees
If I′m moving tupperware in Tampa
Then I'm gonna sell a QVC

Cuz I came through life with an open mind
Cuz who knows if it fits?
I throw it up against the wall and see what sticks

I throw it up against the wall and see what sticks