Lyrics
Please don't tell her bout the shape I'm in
Please don't tell how deep we got in again
Yea please don't tell her why we were out so long
Yea please don't tell her until I right my wrongs
I can't outrun these hard luck ways
They don't age that well
But that don't mean I ain't good for nothin I can still raise some hell
But tonight I'll be sneaking in the back door so wish me well
I got some glitter on my face and I smell like moulin rouge
I think I broke a couple ribs on the tricycle in the yard
There was something in the drink that momma coco served the bar
Now the trees are all neon and the dogs are driving cars
I can't outrun these hard luck ways
They don't age that well
But that don't mean I ain't good for nothin I can still raise some hell
But tonight I'll be sneaking in the back door so wish me well
Yeah tonight I'll be sneak in the back door so wish me well
There's a bunny in the kitchen bout 5 feet tall and purple
She's cooking scrambled eggs and asking where I've been
There's a bunny in the kitchen that sounds just like my wife
Hey bunny don't tell her we were out all night
I can't outrun these hard luck ways
They don't age that well
But that don't mean I ain't good for nothin I can still raise some hell
But tonight I'll be sneaking in the back door so wish me well
Yea tonight I'll be sleeping in the front yard so wish me well