I Don't Rock The Jukebox,

Or Hustle The Women.

I'm Deep Drownin' In Trouble And Not Even Swimmin'.

I Can't Begin To Tell You My Toils,

My Trouble Is Worse Than My Face Being Eaten Off My Boils.

It's So Bad I Can't Even Start To Tell You,

My Troubles.

It's Not About A Dog,

Or Women,

Or Nothin'.

What You're Gonna Have To See Is,

I Took My Cousin Cletus's Chew Water And I Drank It.

I Drunk It All Up And Now I've Got Cancer Of The Esophagus.