My Pet Monster
There are cherries, they're ripe for the picking
America's losing, meth recipies cooking
Oh excuse me miss, can I buy you a drink?
Just don't mind the bitter aftertaste
Oh no, the jokes on you
You're now infected with the dirty south plague
Fathers, grab your daughters,
'cause the boys are back in town
Fathers, grab your daughters,
'cause the boys are back in town
Wake up, lets stop, I just want to go home
And I've been sick for the past six months,
12 days been up, just the monster and me
And I just want you to get some sleep
Wake up, wake up
wake up, wake up
wake up, wake up
wake up, wake up
Don't go, don't go
Don't go, don't go
Don't go, don't go
Don't..