Why Why Why - Nashville Pussy

Two, three, four

Well, she was flatter than a pancake

And nowhere near as sweet

She got real good at giving head

And fixing stuff to eat

But then I caught her and her uncle

Making out in a ditch

And I asked myself

Did I shave my balls for this?

And I say, why?

Why?

Why?

Did you have to lie, lie, lie?

You used to get me high, high, high

Now you’re bringing me down

Why?

Why?

Why?

Did you have to lie, lie, lie?

You used to get me high, high, high

Now you’re bringing me down

I said now why?

Why?

Why?

Did you have to lie, lie, lie?

You used to get me high, high, high

Now you’re bringing me down

Well, it was back in high school

It was voted most likely to go to hell

But then I lost my heart

To that half-assed Jezebel

Well, I was her guy

When the coke was piled high

But then she licked my bag

And walked right out the door

And I say why?

Why?

Why?

Did you have to lie, lie, lie?

You used to get me high, high, high

Now you’re bringing me down

Why?

Why?

Why?

Did you have to lie, lie, lie?

You used to get me high, high, high

Now you’re bringing me down

You used to get me high

You used to get me high

You used to get me high

Now you’re bringing me down