You Better not F*ck in Texas

I took an old song of mine and updated the lyrics. Steve Weisberg on the piano. I kinda look crazy here I know. I just wrote the song and was trying to read and perform.


I thought it was love
So I made one mistake
I let him come in me.
That’s why I’m now late
I went to the drug store
I peed on the strip
Waited 10 minutes
That’s what I did

( 10 minutes later)

I got a plus sign
you know what that means
Jesus christ
I’m just seventeen
There’s not a plan A
Not even plan B
Unless you got the do-re-mi

You better not f*ck in Texas
Whatever you do
Better not f*ck in the lone star state
They just love to f*ck you

So I went to the clinic
I thought they would help
But they just gave me
a bible instead
A real doctor, a nurse, no where to be seen
Get me the hell out of Abilene.


500 miles
to cross the state line
Who can I trust
to give me a ride
Yeah, who can you trust
Who wouldn’t be a snitch
10,000 dollars
I’d even turn myself in

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