SON OF A GUN
I don't want you hangin' round here anymore
Don't want to hear your foot steps on my floor
Get your lyin' cheatin' backside on the outside
Get back under that rock, where you were before
Your lower then a snake in the grass
A snake , of course, has got a lot more class
You didn't have a thing to hide except your wedding ring
That's why I'm givin' you the "coup de grace"
CHORUS
Cause you're a lyin',------cheatin'
Smokin',------drinkin'
Bad hair day and evil thinkin'
Son of a gun!
You said I was the only one in your life
Well, you forgot to mention your wife
And your three kids at home, you said you were all alone
Well, somebody hand me a knife
CHORUS
Cause you're a lyin'------cheatin'
Smokin',------drinkin'
Bad hair day and evil thinkin'
Son of a gun!
Next time I'm out and I get hit upon
Look him up on CHEATIN' HUSBAND. COM
And if I find him there, I'm gonna pull out all his hair
Tell him what I think, then I'm gone
CHORUS
Cause he's a lyin'------cheatin'
Smokin'------drinkin'
Bad hair day and evil thinkin'
Son of a gun!
Chris71