Lyrics:

Well she's meaner than my mama Got a trailer in San Antone Tries to bribe me with burritos Saying baby "Please come home" I want tell you again



Every time I see her naked I wish that god would strike me blind Because she's got my daddy's mustache And her butt looks just like mine



I work my ass off every single day Gives me the chance to stay the hell away Get home and shut out the lights It feels so wrong It's just gotta be right



Well she was married to a yankee When they kicked her out of the south Now she's back down in dixie With the devil's dick in her mouth I say spit that thing out



She's meaner than my mama Most of what I say is true Yeah she's meaner than my mama But I still like her better than you Yes It's true



I said hey I need a new woman Give me someone who don't smell so bad She don't gotta be good looking Just a girl who don't get so mad



I work my ass off every single day Gives me the chance to stay the hell away Get home and shut out the lights It feels so wrong It's just gotta be right