G D
You gotta four piece band and a LA tan
C G
You smile at me and you shake my hand
G D
But I got something baby that you need
C G
And you’ll stab me in the back just to watch me bleed
Chorus:
Em
Always tellin’ me about what you got
A
Always buggin’ me about what I’m not
C
Always comin’ off like some big shot
G
Wasting my precious time
D G
I said No, no, no that ain’t no friend of mine
D G
I said No, no, no that ain’t no friend of mine
D G
I said No, no, no that ain’t no friend of mine
There’s a man in DC and he speaks for me
But all he cares about is his Texas tea
Well I don’t know what he will say
But I’ll be money that I’m gonna pay
Chorus
I’ve been milked real slow so many years in a row
I wonder when my bucket’s gonna overflow
He’s giving me advice like he’s my best friend
But all he wants from me is a billboard grin
Chorus