There’s two kinds of people in this world
Yes, there’s two kinds of people in this world
The kind of people that pick up the sticks
Before they mow the grass
And the kind that mows them over when they cross their path

I said there’s two kinds of people in this world
But I’m from a whole other breed
I don’t pick up sticks cause I don’t mow no grass
I prefer to stay in the weeds

When that weedwacker comes and he surely will
He ain’t gonna mow me down
I say hello as soon as I walk in and then I’m gone
Well, I’m nowhere to be found

Said there’s two kinds of people in this world
But thankfully there’s you and there is me
And I just might live happily
Stayin right here in the weeds

When that weedwacker comes and he surely will
He ain’t gonna mow me down
I say hello as soon as I walk in and then I’m gone
Well, I’m nowhere to be found

Said there’s two kinds of people in this world
But thankfully there’s you and there is me
And I just might live happily
Stayin right here in the weeds