Flat tire on the shoulder outside of Boulder colder than a witches tit With a ford full of bandmates headed to the gig late wrapping up a two week trip Well the gas light's on with twelve miles left, there's a wreck in the hammer lane Somebody better get me off this interstate before I go insane
Momma's gonna have a little too much wine tonight All the guys in the band say I'm wound up way too tight Somebody get my bottle, somebody get my hat Bet you didn't know momma rolled like that Momma's gonna have a little too much wine tonight
Well the truckstop diet food on the fly well we gotta get on down the road Never knowing where we're going, but the smoke is always blowing cause the guys just lit a roach There's the police, grab the Febreze squirt a little in the air Get me to the show before I go and pull out my damn hair
Momma's gonna have a little too much wine tonight All the guys in the band say I'm wound up way too tight Somebody get my bottle, somebody get my hat Bet you didn't know momma rolled like that Momma's gonna have a little too much wine tonight
Momma's gonna have a little too much wine tonight All the guys in the band say I'm wound up way too tight Somebody get my bottle, somebody get my hat Bet you didn't know momma rolled like that Momma's gonna have a little too much wine tonight Yeah momma's gonna have a little too much wine tonight Hey momma's gonna have a little too much wine tonightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
