| Hankles, old Hankles, tell me, what do you think?
|
| Should we dig up some bones, should we stay here and drink?
|
| Hankles, old Hankles, tell me, what should we do?
|
| Your momma walked out, she says that were through
|
| I got a dog named Hank but I call him Hankles
|
| He loves to shit on the floor, loves to chew on my ankles
|
| He’s the best buddy this old boy’s ever had
|
| 'Cause he’s just like me, good at being bad
|
| Hankles, old Hankles, tell me, what do you think?
|
| Should we dig up some bones, should we stay here and drink?
|
| Hankles, old Hankles, tell me, what should we do?
|
| Your momma walked out, she says that we’re through
|
| Running all night, howling at a full moon
|
| Making my living doing what I love to
|
| I got more in common with this ornery old bulldog
|
| Than I do with that woman and most people I know of
|
| So Hankles, old Hankles, what do you think?
|
| Should we dig up some bones, should we stay here and drink?
|
| Hankles, old Hankles, tell me, what should we do?
|
| Your momma walked out, she says that we’re through
|
| Hankles, old Hankles, tell me, what should we do?
|
| Your momma walked out, she says that we’re through
|
| Hankles, sweet Hankles |