Lyrics

Girl, do you think that I’m sad? Do you think that I love you? Do you think that I would leave without you? Don’t you dare my baby Sam and I will go nowhere yes it’s true. Hey there this little Miss Sammy you make me so very happy yes you do kinda like that song Delilah too or lie or two you always think that I’m lying to you do you know I’m not I’m just trying to get through my life with a smile with a glance with a couple laughs and a couple glass of beer maybe there put it over there now you say say say that you want me to prove to you I love You. How do I do that baby? You say that you want me to quit on smoking you don’t realize the sex that I’m smoking taste so damn good. They make me feel good after all the pain that I’ve lost with my kids every time I go with light in my glands in my cigarette and I start always forget forget That that Southern comfort on my lips made me forget for that small time so yes, I smell like a cigarette. I guess that’s not attractive. I guess that I should go and eat some Starbucks as of, but that’s not what I want. I like my cigarettes. I’m sorry I’m not perfect. Perfect is not perfect. Who wants to be perfect for anybody else anymore can’t you just accept me for who I am I’m the man that’s gonna make you plan. I’m gonna sing this song for you. I’m gonna let you know that I still love you. I wanna marry you girl and I want you super happy but if it means, I gotta quit smoking then I ain’t gonna be happy smoking a cigarette going real fast in my car. Those are two things that to CPS and the government can’t take this car. I hate being told what to do and you always think I’m lying to you, but you’re really really wrong. You’re really really wrong. I’m not that type of dude I want you oh Sam I want you so true. I wanna love you. I wanna rub you. I wanna sleep with you. I wanna make love to you, Sam, but I gotta make it clear that I’m going to drink some beer. I’m probably a bottle of vodka here and there with a pack of eggs For me to spark up soon. I love my more breads they make me feel so smooth. I like my American spirits, even though they don’t lower my spirit I know that’s just one thing to do Southern comfort on my lips and my gas down on the field. I like going down the street hammering on the gas. I swear to God I’m gonna go fast. Oh Sam just forget what I have planned. I’m sorry, Sam thank you babe.