I think this is right, the intro could uses a better
ear at figuring it out. Hope you guys enjoy.
(intro)
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(verse one)
G
My dinner's on fire while she watches TV
C
And if you ever wondered what it's like to be me
G
She takes all my money and leaves me no smokes
D
Yells at my buddys and insults my folks
G
I'm breakin' my back doin' the best that I can
C
She's got the time for the dog and nuttin' for her man
G D
And I'm no dope but I can't cope
G C G G
So hit the f**kin' road and p**s up a rope
(chorus)
G
You can p**s up a rope
C
And you can put on yer shoes hit the road get truckin'
G
Pack yer bag I don't need the ag
D D D D
On your knees you big booty b***h start suckin'
G
You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle
C
Now you're up s**ts creek with a turd for a paddle
G D G
And I can't cope - a p**s up a rope
(verse two)
You can p**s up a rope and feel the p**sy dribble
You can p**s up a rope and watch me giggle
For the last six months I've been packin' your bag
You can wash my balls with a warm wet rag
'Til my balls feel smooth and soft like silk
I'm sick of yer mouth and yer two percent milk
And I'm no dope but I've lost all hope
So hit the f**kin' road and p**s up a rope
Chorus
Solo
Chorus x2
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