Lyrics Good Genes - Laura Bell Bundy

Good Genes

We’re all strange fruit on this family tree
And all my kinfolk look too much like me
I warn you now before you ask me out
Theres a little somethin you should know about
I got good genes
Yeah, I got good genes
Were a little different than other teams, but one things for sure
Weve got good genes
My mom got married at the age of three to my second cousin from Tennessee
But trees will grow as twigs are bent
Her first childs now the president
Oh, I got good genes
Yeah, I got good genes
Got better stock than the Kennedy’s
Im tellin' you
I got good genes!
Then she met my Daddy, he told her the deal
He said, I got better swimmers than the Navy Seals
So, I plopped out, did a jig on the floor
And, I drove myself home in a lifted Ford
A.D.H.D., manic, kid
We’re the guinea pigs for Ritalin
Forget about your coffee, crank n' crack
Ya run out of fuel, just drill a hole in my back!
I got good genes
Yeah, I got good genes
Sleep outside when mama screams
We’re classy folks, yeah, we got good genes!
We’re all Bell ringers, even the dog
We yell too loud watching basketball
Eatin' country ham, potato salad and baked beans
We bleed blue to match our genes!
BREAKDOWN
I got a brother thinks Jesus came from space
I got a sister who worked on Joan River’s face
I got an uncle who fathered bout half of the South
Got an aunt in porn, with a giant mouth!
We got doctors 'n lawyers, CEOs and temps
We got a senator, a major, and a gaggle of pimps!
We got headed hoochies, with bootleg Gucci’s, the 4th of July we make red,
white, and blue cheese!
I got good genes!
I got good genes!
If you take me home, you’ll see what I mean
It’s hard to get me out of my tight-ass jeans
I got good genes!
I got good genes!