Lyrics: Sissyneck

I don't need no wheels, I don't need no gasoline
‘Cos the wind that is blowing is blowing like a smoke machine

If I said to you that I was looking for a place to get to
‘Cos my neck is broken and my pants ain't getting no bigger

I got a stolen wife and a rhinestone life and some good ol' boys
I'm writing my will on a three-dollar bill in the evening time

All my friends tell me something is getting together
I got a beard that would disappear if I'm dressed in leather

Now let me tell you about my baby, she was born in Arizona
Sitting in the jailhouse trying to learn some good manners

I got a stolen wife and a rhinestone life and some good ol' boys
I'm writing my will on a three-dollar bill in the evening time

Matchsticks strike when I'm riding my bike to the depot
‘Cos everybody knows my name at the recreation centre

If I could only find a nickel I would pay myself off tonight
‘Cos nobody knows when the good times have passed out cold

I got a stolen wife and a rhinestone life and some good ol' boys
I'm writing my will on a three-dollar bill in the evening time

I got a stolen wife and a rhinestone life and some good ol' boys
I'm writing my will on a three-dollar bill in the evening time

Don't talk to me if you're looking for somebody to cry on
Don't talk to me if you're looking for somebody to cry on