We was pre-gamin' in the parkin' lot

Tailgates dropped, tops popped

Pretty little things shakin' their thing

Hank on the radio

Well everything was cool 'til my boy Hoss

Broke out the 'shine and the lid got lost

I said Hoss, I hate you 'cause, I can't say no

Yeah I know myself well enough to know

This is gonna hurt like hell, gonna leave a scar

Gonna wish I didn't do this tonight tomorrow

Mornin' when I wake up, slap tore up

In the bed of my pickup truck

With a what's my name and where am I at

What train hit me and where's my hat

Yeah I can already tell, this is gonna hurt like hell yeah

Well next thing I knew, the preacher's daughter

Walked up to me, sat down her bottle

Hit that 'shine like it was water, and she flashed me a smile

Her pretty little hand took my hand

She whispered "Trouble, where you been"

I said "Girl I thought we was just friends"

She said "Not tonight"

Yeah I know myself well enough to know

This is gonna hurt like hell, gonna leave a scar

Gonna wish I didn't do this tonight tomorrow

Mornin' when I wake up, slap tore up

In the bed of my pickup truck

With a what's your name and where we at

What train hit me and where's my hat

Girl I can already tell, this is gonna hurt like hell yeah, ye-eah

We was just kickin' it up on my tailgate

Me and that girl just doin' our thing

And next thing I know this old boy walked up

With his chest stuck out

He started talkin' 'bout how she was his girl

She said "I used to be but I ain't no more"

So I stood up and said "Boy you oughtta roll right now"

But he kept runnin' that mouth

This is gonna hurt like hell, gonna leave a scar

You're gonna wish you hadn't done this tonight tomorrow

Mornin' when ya wake up, slap fucked up

In the bed of your pickup truck

With a what's your name and where you at

What train hit ya and where's your hat

Boy I can already tell, this is gonna hurt like hell yeah, ye-eah

Hell yeah