Swear Jar

I know I wouldn't fit in in finishing school

I'd probably stick out like a big old thumb

End up sitting on my chair in the corner

With everybody calling me "dunce"

I don't roll with the punches, keep up with the joneses

When I see some bullshit, I'm probably gon' call it

Yeah, there's a whole lot of money in my swear jar

I got enough now to buy me that new guitar

And mama, she has just about given up

There's a whole lot of cheddar I been saving

Punishment for the way I been behaving

Truth be told, my mouth could really use a scrub

Man, if we could have a little sidebar

There's a whole lot of money in my swear jar

It'd probably get us both least halfway to Vegas

We could go our separate ways from there

You seem cool and I could use a hiatus

Maybe a little fresher air

Somewhere where they don't make me just like the others

'Cause I got my own voice and it ain't my mother's

Yeah, there's a whole lot of money in my swear jar

I got enough now to buy me that new guitar

And mama, she has just about given up

There's a whole lot of cheddar I been saving

Punishment for the way I been behaving

Truth be told, my mouth could really use a scrub

Man, if you could just go pull up the car

I got a whole lot of money in my swear jar

I got a whole lot of money

(Whole lot of, a whole lot of, ooh)

In my swear jar

(Whole lot of, a whole lot of, ooh)

I got a whole lot of money

(Whole lot of, a whole lot of, ooh) Yeah

Yeah, no, you drive

I get to pick what's on the radio

Let's get it (Whole lot of, a whole lot of, ooh)

In my swear jar