Weeds - H.F.Y. Lyrics

Crashed my car in the very first week
Trade it all in for nothing because I thought it was sweet
Flyin' down the highway doin' 185
May not live long, but while I do I feel alive

If you don't like me, spit me right back out
If you want more, let me hear you scream and shout

And we swear we don't play that rock n' roll that your mama don't want you to hear
And we swear we don't mess around with girls, just wanted to get that clear
One more thing to get open and out
Yeah we're the boys your mama warned you about
Oh no!
I know
Just one more shot and I'm ready to go

Well I stay out too late and I might not come home
I'm a rollin' tumbleweed baby, Just goin' where I get blown
Smooth, Yeah
A good old boy named Johnny Smith, or somethin'
The good old boy that your daddy wants you with

Well while I sit back and relax, he's workin' hard with a pickaxe
But he sleeps hard at night, so we sneak out the back

And we swear we don't play that rock n' roll that your mama don't want you to hear
And we swear we don't mess around with girls, just wanted to get that clear
One more thing to get open and out
I'm the boy your mama warned you about
Oh no!
I know
Just one more kiss and I'm ready to blow