Buttholeville

Tired of living in Buttholeville

Tired of my job and my wife Lucille

Tired of my kids Ronnie and Neil

Tired of my 68 Bonneville

Working down at Billy Bob’s Bar and Grille

The food here tastes like the way I feel

There’s a girl on the dance floor dressed to kill

She’s the best looking woman in Buttholeville

One day I’m gonna get out of Buttholeville

Gonna reach right in Gonna grab the till

Buy a brand new hat and a Coupe deVille

lay a patch on the road that runs over the hill

There’s a beach somewhere where the water’s are still

Gonna lay in the sun till my skin peals

Drinking the best scotch whiskey, eating lobster and eel

and I’m never going back to Buttholeville

Never going, never going, never going never going back!