Lyrics
Get-ups, gimmicks
One-hit wonders that don't stick
Pretty boys, acting tough
Boy bands give it up
And if it looks good on TV, it'll look good on a CD
Shape it up, trim 'er down, who gives a damn 'bout how it sounds?
I don't think Waylon done it that way
And if he was here he'd say "'hoss, neither did Hank"
I ain't dogging what you're doing but boys, come on let's get real
Yeah, you still got a lotta boot left to fill, aah
You say you're the real deal
But you play what nobody feels
You sing about Johnny Cash
The man in black would've whipped your ass
And I don't think Waylon done it that way
And if he was here he'd say "'hoss, neither did Hank"
I ain't dogging what you're doing but boys, come on let's get real
Yeah, you still got a lotta boot left to fill, aah!
And so, so long till I see you again
When you're laying in the bargain bin
I don't think Waylon done it that way
And if he was here he'd say "'hoss neither did Hank"
I ain't dogging what you're doing but then again, hell yes I am
I just don't give a damn
'Cause you still got a lotta boot left to fill
Yeah, I guess we all got a lotta boot left to fill
Oh, that's right!
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