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Lyricist: Brad Paisley
Lyrics:
I said a bad word when I was a kid And Mama said that I'd be sorry for the sin that I did My daddy whooped me and the preacher said 'shame' And I tried like hell to change
But I cuss and I smoke I laugh at dirty jokes The minor vices, man, I know 'em well I've closed down bars I've lusted in my heart My exes think I oughta burn in hell But the devil, he won't notice when I die Yeah, don't you figure he's got bigger fish to fry? (Oh yeah)
The politicians takin' pork-barrel bribes Crooked CEOs are gettin' off with no time Christmas Eve burglars stealin' good children's toys (Can't say Christmas) Holiday burglars stealin' good children's toys
I cuss, I smoke I laugh at dirty jokes The minor vices, man, I know 'em well I've closed down bars (Yeah, many a one) I've lusted in my heart My ex thinks that I ought to burn in hell But the devil won't even notice when I die Yeah, don't you figure he's got bigger fish to fry? (Serve 'em up)
Yeah, there's gonna be a bonfire burnin' An everlastin' barbecue But with all the bad stuff goin' on There ain't gonna be room for me and you
'Cause we cuss and we smoke We laugh at Tater's jokes Tell one, Jim You know you're old when your wife says, 'Honey, let's run upstairs and make love' And your answer is 'I cannot do both' The minor vices, man, we know 'em well We've closed down bars, we've lusted in our hearts Our exes think we oughta burn in hell But the devil, he won't notice when we die Yeah, don't you figure he's got bigger fish to fry? Yeah, don't you figure he's got bigger fish to fry? (Pass the tartar sauce)
When we all get to Heaven What a day of rejoicing it will be
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