s c o r p i o s

Well, my momma raised me up to do quite well But recently I've been walking through hell And I don't know how I'm gonna hold it together I've been sitting here writing these lines Trying to figure out one beer at a time and With a ripped umbrella in stormy weather And I don't f*ck with Scorpios And when I get drunk, I stay on them back roads I know a stoves too hot and there's snakes in the grass And bootleg whiskey will knock you on your ass And I don't f*ck with Scorpios Scorpios I know a bar room woman probably has herself a man That ain't got a problem doing time in the pen If he catches you messing around in his sheets I know the drama and the lies and the birds in the skies Are enough of a reason for my liver to never goin dry That don't sound like a lot, but that's knowledge to me And I don't f*ck with Scorpios And when I get drunk, I stay on them back roads I know a stoves too hot and there's snakes in the grass And bootleg whiskey will knock you on your ass And I don't f*ck with Scorpios Scorpios And I don't f*ck with Scorpios And when I get drunk, I stay on them back roads I know a stoves too hot and there's snakes in the grass And bootleg whiskey will knock you on your ass And I don't f*ck with Scorpios And I don't f*ck with Scorpios And when I get drunk, I stay on them back roads I know a stoves too hot and there's snakes in the grass And bootleg whiskey will knock you on your ass And I don't f*ck with Scorpios Scorpios