Kick My Ass

Well I walked up to the bar I laid down my platinum card Then I ordered fifty longnecks For my new friends (Thanks Kenny) Well the barmaid passed them out And before we chugged them down I held mine up, said, "Here's to us" and then This blonde slid up to me She said, that was awful sweet And then I saw her boyfriend As wide as he was tall Well he broke up our hug With a six-foot-five inch shove And I found myself Slammed up against the wall Why does everybody want to kick my ass I'm just trying to have a little fun For all the ones who can't And just because I kiss the prettiest girls And I drive my truck too fast Why does everybody want to kick my ass Well I never been the type To walk up and pick a fight I've always been the kind to get along I throw parties all the time And they're always on my dime We drink and dance and smoke until the dawn Well my style of stress relief Sometimes disturbs the peace The police show up Cut donuts in my yard And while the Zeppelin's playin' loud They run off my party crowd They cuff my wrists And throw me down so hard Why does everybody want to kick my ass I'm just trying to have a little fun For all the ones who can't And just because i kiss the prettiest girls And I drive my truck too fast Why does everybody want to kick my ass And just because I kiss the prettiest girls And I drive my truck too fast Why does everybody want It seems like everybody wants Why does everybody want to kick my ass