Bobby Bare, Jr.
Bobby Bare, Jr.
Bobby Bare, Jr.
Bobby Bare, Jr.
Bobby Bare, Jr.
Bobby Bare, Jr.
Bobby Bare, Jr.
Bobby Bare, Jr.
Bobby Bare, Jr.
Bobby Bare, Jr.
Bobby Bare, Jr.
If you talk any faster with food in your teeth
I swear to God I am gonna call the police
The sunrise ain't pretty when you ain't been to bed
Tomorrow is today instead
And I know where you wanna go
The devil has crawled inside your nose
I have run with you as far as I can go
Completely out of control
There's another motherfucker knocking on your door
With four drunk girls who wanna score
There's a dangerous dollar rolling up in your hand
While your newly wed waits in bed
And I know where you wanna go
The devil has crawled inside your nose
I have run with you as far as I can go
Completely out of control