Fish Fry

Hosin' out the cab of his pickup truck

He's got his eight-track playin' really fuckin' loud

The one who wouldn't mm his brother 's dead

She's wearin' his boot print on her forehead

Saw her at the picture show out on the highway

After the fish fry, late last Friday

Havin' a fish fry, number one fish fry

Havin' a fish fry, deeper than a mm mm??

Havin' a fish fry, number one fish fry

The fish fry out by Frenchtown

They say they saw you out there at Frenchtown

They say they saw you out by Frenchtown

Now I fuck you and I hit you with my shoe

And I hide your bloody body in Frenchtown pond

Sometimes you know you want to fuck somebody up

Sometimes you just want to fuck