Hey, you motherfucker Am I just another Tight little loose grip, short-lived ding-dong ditch? Hey, you motherfucker I know that there'll be others Holidays and board games, tossin' them, and growing pains
But I sure do love you Oh, I sure do love you Motherfucker
Mm-hm
I don't curse in front of your mother So I'll call you mother trucker Interstate and open lanes, pulling in my driveway When ninety is young, I hope we're younger
