from the toilet of my heart
the gold mine in your buns/ it’s like your biscuits over done
she won’t get under me/ until I get over you
I forgot my wife’s name/ but I woke up with a few
we used to kiss on the lips/ but now it’s all over
I’m the only Hell that tore out your heart
damn her black heart but my aim is getting better
keep forgetting you know the reason
before my best friend goodbye ran off with my wife
this heart is a quart low on love/ but I changed the oil
she got a honeymoon without the ring
just ask my beer if I want to