you Talk About Things That Nobody Cares you're Wearing Out Things That Nobody Wears you're Calling My Name But I Gotta Make Clear i Can't Say Baby Where I'll Be In A Year
yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
whensome Sweat Hog Mama With A Face Like A Gent said My Get Up And Go Musta Got Up And Went well I Got Good News, She's A Real Good Liar 'cause The Backstage Boogie Set Your Pants On Fire
when I Pulled Into Town In A Police Car your Daddy Said I Took It Just A Little Too Far you're Telling Me Things But Your Girlfriend Lied you Can't Catch Me 'cause The Rabbit Done Died yes It Did
you Stand In The Front Just A Shakin' Your Ass i'll Take You Backstage, You Can Drink From My Glass your Telling Me Things I Can Sure Understand 'cause A Month On The Road An' I'll Be Eating From Your Hand