Juice Ain't Worth the Squeeze""
I have tried my level best
Gave up my freedom
An' all the rest
Bent way over backwards
Wore out all my britches at the knees
But Sometimes the cold hard truth is
The juice ain't worth the squeeze
From the outside lookin' In
I know she looks like she's a ten
But you can't make the math work
With a woman that's just too damn hard to please
An' there comes a time you realize
The juice ain't worth the squeeze
B-SECTION:
She may be a way back in the day Stingray Corvette
Ragtop, big block, hot rod
Hotter than a hot boxed cigarette
Candy apple red, spit-shined
But it won't do no good
If you don't take the time to kick the wheels an' pop the hood
There comes a time you gotta own it
Just admit this time you've blown it
Saddle up, ride away
Tip your hat an' take off like the breeze
Just quit while you're behind boys
'Cause the juice ain't worth the squeeze
Just admit you picked a lemon
An' the juice ain't worth the squeeze
It ain't worth the squeeze!"