Smuckers - Lambchop

Well suckers and smuckers 
Wake up you little fuckers 
Weaving in and out of truckers 
Trying to write a letter home 
Yes I should have stood in bed 
With loretta lynn in my head 
That's me i'm smelling like a rose 
Waking up in filthy clothes 

And where have they gone 
That's where i'll be 
I'll hang around 
Come play with me 

I developed a rash 
I've kept my cash 
We're keeping all of this 
In mind 
Bending on the burlap knee 
The kindness that would keep 
Would you consider the creeps 
You come in contact with 

And where have they gone 
That's where i'll be 
I'll hang around 
Come play with me 

Where's that little scotty 
He's over by the portapotty 
Yes he's watching the girl with the frogs 
Open a bottle with her teeth 
I saw uncle tom's momma 
Wearin' my old pajamas 
Woven in our little drama 
Punctuated by a point and not a comma 

And where have they gone 
That's where i'll be 
I'll hang around 
Come play with me