Yeah!

He was a plug-ugly son of a bitch

With a fist where most folks get their face

He was a plug-ugly son of a bitch

With a fist where most folks get their face

Me and a half dozen of us would've done him in

But he was never around except when we were drunk

And he's not like we are, see he doesn't know his place

And he thinks he's some kind of big cheese

A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve guage

Would've done him in, could've put him by

A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve guage

I could've deep-sixed him, wouldn't bat an eye

Well, he's not like we are, see he drinks his Jack straight

And he sleeps with his wife and he pays his whores

And he's not like we are, see he drinks his Jack straight

And he sleeps in his cab and he pays his whores

But I'm God's gift to women, they always want my dick

Except for that girl thinks I'm trash

And I'm God's gift to women, always want my dick

Except for that college girl, I'll kill her

A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve guage

I would've done him in, could've put him by

A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve guage

I could've deep-sixed him, wouldn't bat an eye

A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve guage

Could've done him in, could've put him by

A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve guage

I could've deep-sixed him, wouldn't bat an eye

A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve guage

I could've done him in, could've put him by

A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve guage

I could've deep-sixed him, wouldn't bat an eye