Fish Fry

Hosin’out the cab of his pickup truck
He’s got his 8-track playin’really fuckin’loud
The one who wouldn’t mm his brother 's dead
She’s wearin’his bootprint on her forehead
Saw her at the picture show out on the highway
After the fish fry, late last Friday
Havin’a fish fry, number one fish fry
Havin’a fish fry, deeper than a mm mm?
Havin’a fish fry, number one fish fry
The fish fry out by Frenchtown
They say they saw you out there at Frenchtown
They say they saw you out by Frenchtown
Now I fuck you and I hit you with my shoe
And I hide your bloody body in Frenchtown pond
Sometimes you know you want to fuck somebody up Sometimes you just want to fuck