| Come on boys
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| Well, I’ve worn my lame excuses out
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| Can’t blame nobody else for how trouble always finds me
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| And my mama swears she raised me right
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| But even now she’s up at night and she’s worried all about me
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| She sent me to a shrink and all that he had to say
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| Was sorry son you ain’t gonna change
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| I’m just a crazy white boy, I like my wild toys
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| I’ll ride anything that’s too fast
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| I’m a messed up mother, different southern
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| Redneck with both feet on the gas
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| It’s just the way God made me
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| Mama, sorry I ain’t got no choice
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| I’m just a crazy white boy
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| Well, I like to do it in the mud
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| Got dirty … on my truck and a cooler in my bed
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| And I still like Van Halen but with David Lee Roth
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| And … still gets me, oh
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| I’m just a crazy white boy, I like my wild toys
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| I’ll ride anything that’s too fast
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| I’m a messed up mother, different southern
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| Redneck with both feet on the gas
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| It’s just the way God made me
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| Mama, sorry I ain’t got no choice
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| I’m just a crazy white boy
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| I took a long hard look inside myself and I found
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| There just ain’t no way around
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| I’m a finger licking, guitar picking son of the south
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| I’m just a crazy white boy, I like my wild toys
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| I’ll ride anything that’s too fast
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| I’m a messed mother, different southern
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| Redneck with both feet on the gas
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| Well, it’s just the way God made me
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| Mama, sorry I ain’t got no choice
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| I’m just a crazy white boy
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| Oh, yes I am
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| Just a crazy white boy
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| Just a crazy white boy |