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[intro]
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[verse one]
G
My dinner's on fire while she watches TV
C
And if you ever wondered what it's like to be me
G
She takes all my money and leaves me no smokes
D
Yells at my buddys and insults my folks
G
I'm breakin' my back doin' the best that I can
C
She's got the time for the dog and nuttin' for her man
G D
And I'm no dope but I can't cope
G C G G
So hit the fuckin' road and piss up a rope
[chorus]
G
You can piss up a rope
C
And you can put on yer shoes hit the road get truckin'
G
Pack yer bag I don't need the ag
D D D D
On your knees you big booty bitch start suckin'
G
You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle
C
Now you're up shits creek with a turd for a paddle
G D G
And I can't cope - a piss up a rope
[verse two]
G
You can piss up a rope and feel the pissy dribble
C
You can piss up a rope and watch me giggle
G
For the last six months I've been packin' your bag
D
You can wash my balls with a warm wet rag
G
'Til my balls feel smooth and soft like silk
C
I'm sick of yer mouth and yer two percent milk
G D
And I'm no dope but I've lost all hope
G C G G
So hit the fuckin' road and piss up a rope
[repeat chorus]
[solo:over verse chords]
[repeat chorus twice]
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