Just a little tequila influenced parody from a kariokee night long past:
Well, I was raised in a sophisticated kind of style.
Yeah, my taste in music and men drove my folks half wild.
Mom and Dad had a plan for me,
It was debutantes and symphonies,
But I like my music hot; I like my men wild. Yeah, an’ I like my men just a little on the trashy side,
When they wear t-shirts showing what kinda bike they ride.
A prison record and a few tattoos,
Gets me excited, leaves me feeling confused.
An’ I like my men just a little on the trashy side.
Yeah, my taste in music and men drove my folks half wild.
Mom and Dad had a plan for me,
It was debutantes and symphonies,
But I like my music hot; I like my men wild. Yeah, an’ I like my men just a little on the trashy side,
When they wear t-shirts showing what kinda bike they ride.
A prison record and a few tattoos,
Gets me excited, leaves me feeling confused.
An’ I like my men just a little on the trashy side.
Shoulda seen the looks on the faces of my Dad and Mom,
When I showed up at the door with a date for the senior prom.
They said: Well, pardon us hon, he ain’t no kid.
That’s the oil change guy from down at the Stomp & Skid.
I said I know it dad, ain’t he cool, that’s the kind I dig.;
