Cheers, motherfuckers!
The next one
Is also off of the brand new album
"Gone With the Wind"
I got a bad reputation
Maybe I need a vacation
I got a temper like a spoiled child
I admit that I'm a little wild
You know, it might just be my nature
To be a little outrageous
I'll send a shiver down your backbone
And I'm carrying a heavy load
Tell me why
Got such an attitude
Tell me why
Not tryin' to be rude
Get away
Find a little solitude
Can't explain why
Why I act the way I do
'Cause I'm a cranky, cranky
Cranky boy
I'm just a cranky, cranky
Cranky boy
You think I'm actin' so mysterious
Might be a little bit delirious
You gotta treat me with my due respect
Or find your ass up on the deck
I got a mean streak a mile wide
And I'll have it 'til the day I die
I think I'm livin' in a state of shock
But I live it like the way I rock
Tell me why
I got such an attitude
Tell me why
I'm not tryin' to be rude
Get away
Find a little solitude
Can't explain why
Why I act the way I do
'Cause I'm a cranky, cranky
Cranky boy
I'm just a cranky, cranky
Cranky boy
I'm just a cranky, cranky
Cranky boy
I'm just a cranky, cranky
Cranky boy
'Cause I'm a cranky, cranky
Cranky boy
I'm just a cranky, cranky
Cranky boy
I'm such a cranky, cranky
Cranky boy
I'm just a cranky, cranky
Cranky, cranky
Cranky, cranky
Cranky boy
Cranky, cranky
Cranky boy
Cranky Boy was written by Rhett Forrester.
Cranky Boy was produced by Carl Canedy.