She on the highest dose of prozac a woman can take
She likes to pop her a pain pill
With every little ache
Shes got a tennessee mouth and point of view
If your going to have one might as well have two

Raised up right in the hills of kentucky
Oh she aint gonna smile till she lights up a lucky
No filter on her mouth or her cigarettes
Oh baby what your looking at is what you get

We owe 400 dollars to the boys in the band
The gas lights blinkin on our broke down van
Living off truck stop burgers and fries
Crossing our fingers for a vacancy sign
Well who in the hells gonna pay these bills?

Ones drinking, ones smoking, ones taking pills

Well shes a rootin tootin pistol from the lone-star state
She mixes up a double at the break of every day
She might get crazy but she dont get mean
Till some drunk cowboy asks her to sing

Cuz we owe 400 dollars to the boys in the band
The gas lights blinkin on our broke down van
Living off truck stop burgers and fries
Crossing our fingers for a vacancy sign
Well who in the hells gonna pay these bills?

Ones drinking ones smoking ones taking pills

Now we aint ashamed of who we are (no we're not)
We like fast men and cheap guitars
Aint trying to get rich, just tryin get by
By playin for tips on a saturday night

We owe 400 dollars to the boys in the band
The gas lights blinkin on our broke down van
Living off truck stop burgers and fries
Crossing our fingers for a vacancy sign
Well who in the hells gonna pay these bills?

Ones drinking ones smoking ones taking pills