Tex Mex in Texas/Alligator Tears

Tex Mex in Texas, don't text your ex if

That boy is sexist, I hope your next is

Good at making breakfast

Good at making breakfast

Good at making breakfast

Good at making breakfast

He sure was ugly like a new sheered sheep

And he'd only see you once a week

He'd bathe on Sundays, drink on Mondays

Work a bit, sleep, and repeat

It felt bad to send him packing

Trust me you'll be fine

To find a boy that's truly golden

Takes some time

Tex Mex in Texas he had a checklist

Rubber neck reject got a little reckless

Didn't perplex us that

You went for the exit

You went for the exit

You went for the exit

He was less than a ten cent man

Half the charm with half a plan

He wasn't a keeper

Bit of a sleeper

Bit of a ding-dong-dead beat peeper

It felt bad to send him packing

Trust me you'll be fine

To find a boy that's truly golden

Takes some time

Seemed like the perpetual nice guy

Seemed like the guy that could do no wrong

Wouldn't hurt a fly

Knew the words to every song, you know

You're his friend till he's at the bar

Till his friends are nearby

He's an eternal nice guy

Until he has something better to do

He's nice to your ma

But can't talk to your pa

He lacks substance

You can see it in his eyes

Seemed like the perpetual nice guy

In front of your friends

But at home it depends

Those alligator tears

Heard the same story

Repeated through the years

Through those alligator tears

Allegations of his peers

Through those alligator tears