Talk about things that nobody cares Wearing other things that nobody wears You’re callin’ my name, but I gotta make it clear I can’t say, baby, where I’ll be in a year
Some sweat hog mama with a face like a gent Said my get up and go must’ve got up and went Well, I got good news: she’s a real good liar ‘Cause a backstage boogie set your pants on fire
Sweet emotion Sweet emotion
I pulled into town in a police car Your daddy said I took it just a little too far You’re tellin’ other things, but your girlfriend lied You can’t catch me ’cause the rabbit done died Yes it did
Standin’ in the front just a-shakin’ your ass I take you backstage you can drink from my glass I talk about something you can sure understand ‘Cause a month on the road and I’ll be eatin’ from your hand