Me and Bobby D don't get along that easily
You told the world, "Be free, love life"
Tell me, is it true you beat your wife?
You see, me and Bobby D don't get along that easily
You told the world, "Skip rules fave fun"
Knocked her from here to kingdom come?
How many girls have you had today?
And how many bottles have you downed today?
And while you're on the skids, who's minding the kids?
Go to sleep Bobby D, here's a kiss
Don't worry your pretty head about this
Me and Saint Jack K never had too much to say
It's easy driving with your feet
With some good ol' girl in the passenger seat
Watching the road all day
"Oh honey, what funny things you do say"
But while you're out of your head
Who's making the bed?
Go to sleep Bobby D, here's a kiss
Don't worry your pretty head about this
Go to sleep Saint Jack K
Don't worry your tiny head today
Me and old Bobby D don't get along that famously
A savior and a seer? Maybe
But he never meant that much to me
Sure, I'd love a wild life
But every wild man needs a mother or wife
The seven seas you roam
And who's waiting at home?

Writer : WATT/THORN
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC