Wearing her down, isn't he proud
pulling his kid off of the mound
elbows and thumbs, what have I done
I thought I told you not to come
jamming the clam, hell if I am
Ready to eat out of your hands

     You'll never be one of the boys

Peppermint schnapps, a chip off the block
I bet he heard that shit a lot
cabbage and thighs, four-wheel drive
these are my knives and skins and hides
Back on the sauce, laugh with the boss
I need a mouth to suck exhaust

     You'll never be one of the boys

Norteños in drag, red leather-fags
I'm at the bottom of my bag
holding his mud, dead in the tub
he's got a banging quarter-chub
So it begins, needles and pins
I'm never doing this again

     You'll never be one of the boys

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