Fat Lip Momma Blues

Well my daddy thinks he's high class

Just cause he's got a nice hat

Thinks he's got the biggest boots in town

Well I tell you what you ain't no big man

Thinkin' I can't but you can

You better watch it baby

I'm gonna fat lip you all over town

Aww my baby you think you know everything

You've been squawking like a gaggle of geese

But c'mon momma let me tell you a thing or three

Instead of flappin' them fat lips all over town

You should be standin' up next to me grinnin' in a gown

And we could be just like a couple of love birds in a tree

Well you a fat lip momma

Real bag of bones daddy

You've got a fat lip momma

I said bag of bones daddy

You've got a fat lip momma

I'm gonna fat lip you all over town

Mike you put our old hound dog to shame

The way you lie around like a horse gone lame

While I slave away working my fingers down to the elbows

If it were up to you baby you'd drink this town dry

Go chasin' around after the shirt with the guys

Honey I'm puttin' my foot down

Case closed we're goin' home

And my fat lip momma

You got your mouth poked out

That old pouty face and arms folded up aww

C'mon momma and hug your daddy one more time

You know the way that I love you puts me in a trance

But you've got more whine than the south of France

Keep on stirrin' that pot momma

Until I change my mind

You got the fat lip momma

Real bag of bones daddy

You're a fat lip momma

I said bag of bones daddy

You've got a fat lip momma

I'm gonna fat lip you all over town

Yeah you got the fat lip momma

Real a bag of bones daddy

You've got a fat lip momma

I said bag of bones daddy now

You've got a fat lip momma

I'm gonna fat lip you all over town