Yeah! He was a plug-ugly son of a bitch, with a fist where most folks get their face
He was a plug-ugly son of a bitch, with a fist where most folks get their face
Me and a half dozen of us would've done him in, but he was never around except when we were drunk
And he's not like we are, see he doesn't know his place and he thinks he's some kind of big cheese
A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve gauge
Would've done him in, could've put him by
A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve gauge
I could've deep-sixed him, wouldn't bat an eye
Well, he's not like we are, see, he drinks his Jack straight, and he sleeps with his wife and he pays his whores
And he's not like we are, see, he drinks his Jack straight, and he sleeps in his cab and he pays his whores
But I'm God's gift to women, they always want my dick, except for that girl thinks I'm trash
And I'm God's gift to women, always want my dick, except for that college girl -- I'll kill her