Fake ID (feat. Gretchen Wilson)

Hey, I've been driving all over the town On my cellphone wearing it out And I've finally tracked you down Hey, everybody says you're the man The final piece to my master plan You got my world in the palm of your hand Well I know that you got it Come on and just sell it Got the cash up in my pocket You know I gotta get it Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see I got my money and you got what I need Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID Hey, don't even think about tellin' me no It's only twenty minutes till the show Hey mister turn it over let's go No, I ain't gonna need a receipt Just make sure that it looks like me So the bouncer don't call the police And don't tell my daddy Stole the keys to his caddy Don't dilly dally I gotta get the hell out of this alley Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see I got my money and you got what I need Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID Here's my money, now get out of my way Gonna push my luck right up to the stage Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see I got my money and you got what I need Hey mister, hey mister Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see I got my money and you got what I need Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see I got my money and you got what I need Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID Hey mister, hey mister