Red lipstick on my blue collar And a number in Maybelline black eye liner Written on a napkin in my back pocket She found it right there, right before she washed it Well I started back steppin', stumblin' and stutterin' Tellin' her where I'd been and how she was just a friend She said you know I know that ain't the truth But if that's the story you're sticking to Chorus You can stick it where the sun don't shine Gonna take her advice (sit back down) And hitch me a ride (and stay here all night) Went right back to that waterin' hole Where the cold beer flows And the Cuervo's gold Suck a little salt and lime Under that neon light Gonna take my sorry behind And stick it where the sun don't shine And have me a good time I got a call from Woodro, hey Bro Your wardrobe is throw'd all over the lawn There's a lot of black smoke coming from your bass boat And your old lady's cussin' and a carryin' on So I told Woodro put her on the cell phone He said I can't Bro she's got me in a chokehold Doing that Tae Bo, I think she broke my elbow Hello, Woodrow, hello, hey, is that you baby? Do what? She said Repeat chorus Tag Hey, bartender Pour me another one and make it strong I bet old Woodro should be by here any minute He's gonna need one too Oh, hell, just bring me a bottle It looks like I'm gonna be here a while