So Shoot Me

Got no money and my face looks funny

I call everybody Honey, but I love you

I hate work and I hate jerks

I have some peculiar quirks, but I love you

I go to bars and pick up scars

I’m always driving beat up cars

I’ll never play this old guitar

But I love you

I don’t talk purty, my back ain’t sturdy

My shoes are dirty

I can’t remember when I was thirty

But I love you

Shoot me if you gotta

You won’t make a lot of changes in me

My ways are set and you can bet

You are going to get just what you see

I don’t get much better than this

This is as good as it gets