Lyrics

We’re caught in the rain on a Friday but there’s a pitpull at the bar
So we’re good aww dad you don’t have to show your ass
I’m pissed off, I’m single and I want a margarita
The best you got, ,,,, for five bucks

That don’t make her a bad girl
You got heads in the freezer from last year
That don’t make her a bad girl
All alone on the porch, spinnin wool and shit

Headed your way this evening, I got someone coming to check out
The spaceship then I’m hanging with chops
Do your thang I’ll see ya maybe we’ll go and try to throw tomorrow
The boss is making me burn your box

Well send me a list of the chemicals you need
Am I wasting my time are you going to answer me
I’m almost to the dock as you can see
She used to work in a dildo factory
I said what do ya mean she used to