County road 233, under my feet Nothin' on this white rock but little old me I've got two miles till he makes bail And if I'm right were headed straight for hell G I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun Wait by the door and light a cigarette If he wants a fight well now he's got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet He slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll Doesnt that sound like a real man I'm going to show him what little girls are made of Gunpowder and lead It's half past ten, another six pack in And I can feel the rumble like the cold black wind He pulls in the drive, the gravel flies He dont know what's waiting here this time Chorus His fist is big but my gun is bigger He'll find out when I pull the trigger Chorus
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