I don`t need no wheels
I don`t need no gasoline
`Cause 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
  `Cause 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
  `Cause everybody knows my name
  At the recreation center
  If I could only find a nickel
  I would pay myself off tonight
  `Cause nobody knows
  When he 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
[scream] Ahhhowwww!!