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
getting no bigger
I got a stolen wife And a rhinestone life And
some good ol' boys
I'm writing my will On a three dollar bill In the
evening time
All my friends Tell me something is getting
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
Sitting in the jailhouse Trying to learn some
good manners
I got a stolen wife And a rhinestone life And
some good ol' boys
I'm writing my will On a three dollar bill In the
evening time
Matchsticks strike When I'm riding 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 writing 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 writing my will On a three dollar bill In the
evening time
Don't talk to me If you're looking for somebody
to cry on
Don't talk to me If you're looking for somebody
to cry on
Ahhhowwww!!
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