Baby's in the manger Cus' we got kicked, kicked out of our shack I'm drinkin' on the corner with strangers And once you go down that road there's no turnin' back
Cuz' I've got a permit a permit to carry Got a permit to carry a gun My gun is shiny, it's big and black My gun will bring those good times back
My wife is in the kitchen But it ain't my kitchen, so I dont care She's cooking a meal for strangers And whatever it is, well it smells like burnt hair
But Ive got a permit a permit to carry Got a permit to carry a gun My gun is shiny, it's big and black My gun will bring those good times back
My gun is shiny, it's big and black My gun will bring the good times back My gun is shiny, it's big and black My gun will bring those good times back