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