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
Some sweat hog mama with a face like a gent
Said my get up and go must a got up and went
Well, I got good news, she's a real good liar
Cause backstage boogie set your pants on fire
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 gone died, I guess it did
Standing in the front just a shakin your ass.
I take you back stage you drink from my glass.
I talk about something you can sure understand,
Cuz a month on the road and I'll be eatin from your hand.
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