Smuckers

Well s*ckers and smuckers Wake up you little f**kers Weaving in and out of truckers Trying to write a letter home Yes i should have stood in bed With loretta lynn in my head That's me i'm smelling like a rose Waking up in filthy clothes And where have they gone That's where i'll be I'll hang around Come play with me I developed a rash I've kept my cash We're keeping all of this In mind Bending on the burlap knee The kindness that would keep Would you consider the creeps You come in contact with And where have they gone That's where i'll be I'll hang around Come play with me Where's that little scotty He's over by the portapotty Yes he's watching the girl with the frogs Open a bottle with her teeth I saw uncle tom's momma Wearin' my old pajamas Woven in our little drama Punctuated by a point and not a comma And where have they gone That's where i'll be I'll hang around Come play with me