Stuck in the South

I don't know nothin' bout nothing But my own misery Ooh, I been dreaming of swinging from that old palmetto tree Yeah, I been thinking about making tracks But the only road I know It's going to lead me back I'm stuck in the South I'm stuck in the South I'm stuck in the South I don't know nothin' 'bout Southern belles But I can tell you something 'bout Southern hell When your skin, give 'em cause To take and take I been itching like a bitch with fleas And I'm too cold in the summer heat Saying please, get me out Lord God, put me down I'm stuck in the South I'm stuck in the South I'm stuck in the South Clean my room I'm going to dust my broom Yeah, I'm leaving soon Yeah, I'm leaving soon I'm going to sing my blues I bleached my blues Yeah, I'm leaving soon I can't get stuck in the South I'm stuck in the South Oh, I'm stuck in the South