I don't need no wheels, I don't need no gasoline
'Cause the wind that is blowing is blowing like a smoke machine
If I said to you that I was looking for a place to get to
'Cause my neck is broken and my pants ain't gettin' no bigger
I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good ol' boys
I'm writin' my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evening time
All my friends tell me something is gettin' together
I got a beard that would disappear if I'm dressed in leather
Now, let me tell you about my baby, she was born in Arizona
Sittin' in the jailhouse, tryin' to learn some good manners
I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good ol' boys
I'm writin' my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evening time
Match sticks strike when I'm ridin' my bike to the depot
'Cause everybody knows my name at the recreation center
If I could only find a nickel, I would pay myself off tonight
'Cause nobody knows when the good times have passed out cold
I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good ol' boys
I'm writin' my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evening time
I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good ol' boys
I'm writin' my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evening time
Don't talk to me
If you're lookin' for somebody to cry on
Don't talk to me
If you're lookin' for somebody to cry on
AAAAAAAAAAAH!
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