Bad For Your Health Ron Pope

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[Verse 1]
Panama city argument with a frat boy twice my size
Just 'cause you bought a cowboy hat
Don't mean you got a ticket to ride
Drinkin' stale beer like a sacrament
Little boy in a big man's clothes
I met a red haired girl from Birmingham with a sunburn on her nose

[Hook]
She said, "Babe, I ain't a doctor, but I think you need some help"
You can try me honey, but may be bad for your health

[Verse 2]
Motel room ceiling spinning
My plane going down
No one awake to catch me
So I crash into the ground
She had crooked teeth and a perfect smile
Those freckles on her cheek
They would disappear when our time ran out
Just fading like a dream

[Hook]
She said, "Babe, I ain't a doctor, but I think you need some help"
You can try me honey, but may be bad for your health