I'm staring down at my whiskey now, oh shucks. Crying in the gra** and making bad sense, uh huh. No one ever sees me cry. She is my real tough guy And she never told me why, But I know Because I knew it all when I looked into that creature's eyes She's a bull dyke and she makes me come to life each time. Oh, she is such a real tough guy, But I try to treat her great And no one ever hears me cry. You're a special person that way. You're a scumbag and i'm sad about that, oh shucks. That's the way I like it Takes me want to shout And she really drove me south I let her live at my house I'll just figure it out