[Intro]
Slow night so long, she's frenching out the flavour
She's seventeen but I done went and plum forgot it
No tears are gone they're pooling on the table
No tears are gone they're leaving their mark behind
[Verse]
So far so good, she's absolutely wasted
She's hanging up and changing her story around
I just don't know where these ladies come from
I just don't know where they can be found
She's opened up just like she really knows me
I hate her face but enjoy the company
I'll take you home, or back to Oklahoma
You're not so nice, but sex sells so cheap
[Outro]
Rise and shine all you gold-digging mothers
Are you too good to tango with the poor, poor boys
