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, Yes it did
Standing in the front just 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.