Vince Allen - The Stunt Driver's Last Lucid Dream

Naked Pig

They say that pigs wear clothes
Back home in Metairie
I swear I bore my soul
The day she left me

I showed her my watch
I showed her my knife
I showed what blood can do
When mixed with ice

She said I smelled like a Shreveport whore
Blowing a hinge off a shit house door

A pig once paid me cash
For a ride to Biloxi
I swear when we both crashed
I thought it was lucky

I showed her my fold
I showed her my crease
I showed her what love can do
When led on a leash

She caught my scent off her front porch
Blowing a hinge off a shit house door

A shit house door
A shit house door

A pig once sold me a gun
In a paper bag
It's always the shortest ones
Who start to brag

I showed her my door
I showed her my keys
I showed her how love can bruise
Uncooked meat

There's nothing like pulling your own pork
And blowing a hinge off a shit house door

A shit house door
A shit house door
A shit house door
A shit house door

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Writer(s): Vincent Allen
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