No Money No Honey

F I'm going down, down to the river I'm gonna bring a 30 pack I'm gonna drink with all my good friends and I ain't ever, ever coming back A#(Bb) I got no money and I'm starving F I got nothing left Spent it all on golden honey and two lines of meth I'm gonna chug a lot of Jim Beam 'til my face turns brown and blue I'm gonna get in my car and start it and drive right over you 'Cause I got nothing else to live for I got nowhere to be Spent my money on that honey (And a bottle of Beam)? solo (whistle along if you can't find it) I wanna tell you that I like you but my heart is black and blue and you'd say that it's such a bad idea That's hard to swallow, but it's harder to chew You'd probably think that this is funny as I do too I gotta keep on just laughing or I am through I'm going back down to the river I'm gonna find my duffel bag I'm gonna stick my puppy in it and drown him 'til his tail don't wag 'Cause I can't spend anymore money I can't give him a bed I cannot feed him golden honey or two scoops of meth C Bb And the next thing you know I cannot feel My airbag's open on my steering wheel and I guess that oak tree was kinda real now I gotta skip this town~ I'm gonna call up Max and Elvis I'm gonna tell them how I feel They're gonna call me a fucking pussy and pass me a couple beers We got no money, got no honey We got nothing left Spent it all on golden honey and two lines of meth ~end~