That Bastard Son The Dead South

Always lookin' out for number one
We never talk about that bastard son
Heading out to the liquor store
Never been without my baby before

Waiting in line just to have a drink
Guy beside you's puking in the sink
Oh

I don't feel no more
I just want liquor and dirty whores
Cause I don't care no more

(One two, one two three four)

When you walk out of that bar
You try and get in your car
With a girl hanging on your hip
You're getting ready for the big trip
Better give that girl just one more kiss
All that cocaine will leave you in a bliss
Oh

I don't feel no more
I just want liquor and dirty whores
Cause I don't care no more
No I don't care no more