We're running out of karma and here's mud in your eye
I guess it's you
I'm gonna love you till you die
I got a candy-coating
In a barrel of brine
I guess it's you
You're gonna take me for a ride
I'm gonna make you howl like a trailer-park wife
On the first day of her new life
Interchangeable knife

She's a big, big brider
Got the devil inside her
Burger-cook
Back in my jeans
Hotter than a meth lab fire
She'll change a brother
Kickin' times
Slide it up and break rhymes
It's such a beautiful position
Got electrical vibes
Pour tequila into my lime
Be the liberty of life
Just chop it up
I don't need no cook
Got an interchangeable knife
Yeah
We're moving through the motions of a heart-shaped lie
I guess it's you
(I guess it's you)
I guess it's you who gonna cry
If you wanna make a baby, rip it out of your side
I guess it's you
(I guess it's you)
You gonna spread 'em open wide
She's a rollin' pin momma and a rational wife
Man, it's such an interesting life
International life

Hey!

Yeah, I know that girl

What I might be lacking in class
Make up for in ass
Try stripping down and flying
Down the interstate fast
With original sin
Dancin' for my lips when I talk
Got a shotgun rack
In the back of my truck
Pull the shift full into first
It's all ready to burst
And the second
Easy neckin'
Go into third
Into fourth
Ooh!
Ooh

Interchangeable life
Interchangeable life