There's two kinds of people in this world Yes, there's two kinds of people in this world The kind of people that pick up the sticks Before they mow the grass And the kind that mows them over when they cross their path I said there's two kinds of people in this world But I'm from a whole other breed I don't pick up sticks cause I don't mow no grass I prefer to stay in the weeds When that weedwacker comes and he surely will He ain't gonna mow me down I say hello as soon as I walk in and then I'm gone Well, I'm nowhere to be found Said there's two kinds of people in this world But thankfully there's you and there is me And I just might live happily Stayin right here in the weeds When that weedwacker comes and he surely will He ain't gonna mow me down I say hello as soon as I walk in and then I'm gone Well, I'm nowhere to be found Said there's two kinds of people in this world But thankfully there's you and there is me And I just might live happily Stayin right here in the weeds