Drivin' Drunk

Saturday night, feelin' alright
Six pack uh' Bud in my truck, gassed up
Cruising back roads, downin' that cold beer
Not a care in the world, nothin' to fear

Every time I drive drunk I hit a kid
But I always get away
Yea that's just how it is
Rollin' down the wrong lane
Livin' on the edge
Fuck them kids, yea that's what I said

Every other week, truck's in the shop
Every Sunday, I'm prayin' a lot
Lord please help me, to understand this
Why these goddamn kids keep goin' under my rig

Every time I drive drunk I hit a kid
But I always get away
Yea that's just how it is
Rollin' down the wrong lane
Livin' on the edge
Fuck them kids, yea that's what I said

Woooah, Timmy caught the bumper
Sweet Jesus, gotta do another runner

Every time I drive drunk I hit a kid
But I always get away
Yea that's just how it is
Rollin' down the wrong lane
Livin' on the edge
Fuck them kids, yea that's what I said
Fuck them kids, yea that's what I said (yeah)
Yea fuck them kids
Yea that's what I saaaaiiiiddddd



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Writer(s): Turnip Greens
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