Chorus (x2) I sell chickens They finger lickin Mash potatoes, french fries And they came with a biscuit Trap house a drive thru Dying to serve you Ready
Daddy's belt, Mamas drapes Standin' tall on the backyard shed Lookin' cool in my Superman cape I told the neighborhood girls Said, "Hey y'all, watch this
(j. cramer/j. whitney) One night farmer brown was taken the air Locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care Down in the henhouse somethin' stirred
And all my friends are leaving me They don't see, they don't see, they don't see my plight And oh my mom, she yelled at me We don't talk, we just fight
Written by Chris Cagle and Charlie Crowe Hey y'all...watch this Daddy's belt/ Momma's drapes Standin' tall on the Backyard shed Lookin' cool in my superman
All on my own and I just can't cope I haven't seen a hot dinner or a bar of soap Since you left me bereft of hope Now all I ever seem to do Is mope around
Vertimas: Chris Cagle. Viščiukai Dig It.
Vertimas: Graveltrap. Kičkinas viščiukai.
Vertimas: Nežinomas. Viščiukai sodas.
(feat. J Da Groova) J Da Groova Andy C on the track Crooked Lettaz, doing whateva It's like this... coming outta Jacktown.... [1st Verse: J Da Groova
I sit on my stool looking hip and cool The radio's blasting Blink182 I wish I could be on TRL I wish I didn't have to front the shelves She rolls up