#BuckPlusgee Its surely gonna leave a mark With hate inside your heart Hatching insults that you hurl Looking like dorothy golden girls Street car to china Never mattered before so who cares Ties that bind the Person you were before drinking that belvedere I saw you there But wished I hadn't in rare form The whore hobo pageant And you were strong contending Top spot or runner up pretending Foul words catch phrase patent pending Fuck me vibe that you were sending Not exactly subtle tossed Rolling stone gathers no moss 3rd quatrain 2nd stanza Tony Danza who's the boss So why the hate when I need love She hits herself then.cAlls the fuzz Shes up to something Somethings up. And it wont matter who I was Past presents Tensing up Situationally stuck Mean mug like uncle buck Plugs are plusgee had enough I heard your hooves upon my bridge billy goat gruff hey kids earmuffs those leather pants so tight that I can tell you lawn needs mowed suppose your right god what's that smell your bout to get your camel towed sun's so bright chlorophyll inside the cells converting all to green or so it goes life has it's ups right fell fight ended up down low