Lyrics

It Might be Wise to be a little quiet son
The plaintiffs back and court has just begun
She puffs her chest and stands as tall as she can
pretends to hold a gun
I can’t say what she’s got coming
Id be thrown in jail
If she weren’t all ready half way there id send her ass back to hell
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It might be wise
It might be wise
To keep My behind
Behind the line
It might be wise but I’m Budweiser
Check me out I’m a little bit smarter
And we been workin lot harder n longer than you

They don’t make em the way they used to
Do me a favor and sing some new blues To me
Ill write another song about a pickup truck
If it means you’ll listen to me

Baby I get scared all the time
And Yes its often that I cry
That don’t make me
Any Less a man
If I’m afraid to die

But It might be wise
It might be wise
To keep My behind
Was behind the line
You might be wise but I’m Budweiser
Check me out I’m a little bit smarter
And we been workin a whole lot harder than you