Seems like you're down to Get back to dancin' around, you Think you're all that and the kitchen sink
And it seems like these days a Girl can't catch a break when Rednecks like you ain't as slick as they think
Wise guy, ain't no George Strait I need to lose all this extra weight
You're just a bump on the road Some sticks and some stones A hole in my umbrella when it's raining outside A catch i'd throw back, a flat-tired truck A three-leaf clover, no you ain't good luck An incurable headache A chance that I could take But I don't really want to at all So why don't you just get along and scoot? You're just a rock in my boot
A taste of black licorice, a Spot that just won't itch A "two-timin', run far away when, you walk in" kinda pig
These cowboys only bring ya bad luck Should've been doctors and lawyers and such
You're just a bump on the road Some sticks and some stones A hole in my umbrella when it's raining outside A catch i'd throw back, a flat-tired truck A three-leaf clover, no you ain't good luck An incurable headache A chance that I could take But I don't really want to at all So why don't you just get along and scoot? You're just a rock in my boot
Rock, rock, rock, rock in my Boot, boot, boot, boot just a Rock, rock, rock, rock in my Boot, boot, boot
Oh babe, you're in the way And it don't pain me to say You wannabe Romeo, you've gotta go!
You're just a bump on the road Some sticks and some stones A papercut when I'm on my very last straw A catch i'd throw back, a flat-tired truck A three leaf clover, no you ain't good luck An incurable headache Too weak of a handshake A match that jst won't light A shot that I dang sure don't wanna shoot, no! You're just a rock in my boot
You're just a rock in my boot, yeah Nothin' but a rock in my boot babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
