Caught my wife cheating on me, Left Georgia about half-past ten, Door ajar - shot them in the bed, Don’t think I’m going back again.
Would my wife have gotten shot, Running makes a me think a lot, If she’d voted for Newt Gingrich? Georgia’s man never had a shot.
Think I’ll go down to old Mexico, Drink Tequilas till the sunrises, One moment can change you, Yes, this life’s full of surprises.
Know I’ll be living me a good life, GA Rambo South of the border, Spending up my Yankee dollar, See Pesos ain’t worth a quarter.
Wait there’s something wrong, That’s sirens blaring a song? Blue lights right up behind me, Making me go where I belong.
Wait! Must be just the booze, My wife’s waking me in bed, Think I’ll take her on a cruise, To sunny Acapulco instead!
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Reviewed on March 12, 2012
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