now tell me this what u fucking with the lames for girl scoop u up out the night and take u to my world shotgun shells beer cans and straw in the heavy chevy swear body put to the floor were matching hard down the dirt road dirty and bald eyeballs fire red hot breath ice cold you with a killer from the cold if u ain t been told holdin hands with the dead and we ll never grow old i dont intend to harm u walk into the barn you can sit on my face cuz i wouldn t mind the taste i dont know about them fellas that u callin yo friends might have to stick em in the face with a pitchfork end we can walk along in the dark on butler bridge have your pussy hole spittin out 15 kids bitch i was raised by the crows and i ve choosen you so milk this muthafuckin dickhole bitch is what u do it ain t a thang girl they must ve not have told ya i can take u to the underground of georgia it ain t a thang girl they must ve not have told ya we can fly together girl and find a better world the skarecrow is watching u i know ya heard the story i know u see my head turning bitch dont ignore me you in the boons and we the only food for miles whatcha pretty self doing out here all alone out here wilin girl u lookin for the killer of the cotton fields i walked through death and back you wonder how that fucking feels girl i recon that u wanna do the dance take my dick out my pants im giving u the chance the sherrif ain t come out here in many moons nothing but the crickets and the scream of the loons you can be the one ridin shotgun in the pick up getting shot in the neck with me during the stick up  we can fly together girl and find a better world im here to show u what the fuck is going on baby we can fly together girl and find a better world girl if u the shit i know u coming along baby and im going down south with ya girl we headed down south and im going down south with ya yea we headed down south 