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I got an ego the size of Montana
And a conscience the size of a sparrow
I got a hard attitude and a hammer
And some say that I belong in the slammer
I'm crooked as hell -- not straight as an arrow
I got a fifth of Jager and a fifth of Tequila
If you got a woman, then I wanna meet her
Oh yeah
I'm a late night rebel; I'm a man and machine
I do donuts in the parking lot a quarter after three
Whether I'm at the track or in a plastered haze
I don't care -- it's the American way
You've got a one-way ticket to get out of my face 'cause I said so
I never, ever, ever have enough to drink
Because I'm moving so fast, I don't have time to think
Oh yeah
I got a full fuel tank like an eighteen wheeler
I know how to hit the gas, but I don't know how to steer
Oh yeah
Give me a Guns & Ammo and a pint of gin
I got a lack of reason, but I'm full of spin
I'm driven by lust and greed and sin
And I am in to win

I'm a hard rock roller who don't think twice
I'm a legend in my lifetime rolling the dice
There's flattery in friendship, except with me
I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing to the third degree
There's a sucker born a minute, I'm fucking hand over fist
I got a bearded chin with an evil grin
In fact, some might say I'm an evil twin
I'm driven by lust and greed and sin
And I am in to win


© Austin Taft.  Published by Timewave Music Publishing (ASCAP).

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