Buckshot

Buckshot, full of holes, bleeding out your soul
Stayin' cold, gettin' old
So ugly don't know yourself no more
Book stacked on top your brain
Yellow teeth bite with a coffee stain
I'm growing weary, I'm growing old
Temptation, evaluation, desire done bought the entire nation
Rock-star Freddy is moving out to Colorado
Scaredy-cat, watch the rats all run
We all love to watch TV, see the pretty lady shoot on the gun now
And you're never gonna find what it is your looking for
She's the one that got away
Save your tears for a rainy day
You been hypnotized by those pretty little lies
Big eyes, brown thighs, breasts sticking out to here
Woah! Big ass that'll make you drool
But what it means ain't exactly clear
But your gonna find what it is you're looking for
It ain't behind no new casino
It ain't behind no fancy door
It ain't behind no sleazy bartender
Ain't underneath no silky drawers
My Grandaddy said 'One day two things gonna get in your way
One'll be your automobile, the other gonna be your woman
Your woman gonna break your heart
Your automobile gonna fall apart
One day you'll realize you're never gonna find what it is you're lookin' for'