[Style: Mississippi juke joint blues, frantic hill country boogie, shuffling rhythm, raw acoustic drum kit, fuzzy slide guitar hook, amplified distortion harmonica, high-energy, lo-fi, analog tape hiss, saturated compressed mid-range male vocals, gritty, direct, garage-blues] [Intro] [4-bar instrumental intro: raw acoustic drum kit, shuffling rhythm, and fuzzy slide guitar hook] [Pre-Chorus] [Deadpan drop] Wish me luck Or don't give a fuck I've already forgotten your names anyway. [4-bar instrumental interlude: frantic hill country boogie, amplified distortion harmonica, and analog tape hiss] [Chorus] [Saturated compressed mid-range male vocals] I ain't gonna shoot my cabbage twice There will be no rolling of the dice Nobody's throwing any rice Shut up your mouth And put on something nice [Verse 1] [Gritty, direct vocal delivery with lo-fi edge] I like her when she's drunk, And I'm drunk, We bump up somewhere in the dark, What a lark, Looking to expand this? Make the night continue. Shall I put it in you? Ahh woo hoo [Chorus] [Saturated compressed mid-range male vocals] I ain't gonna shoot my cabbage twice There will be no rolling of the dice Nobody's throwing any rice Shut up your mouth And put on something nice [4-bar instrumental interlude: fuzzy slide guitar hook and shuffling rhythm] [Verse 2] [Gritty, direct vocal delivery with lo-fi edge] I like her when she's wild, And I'm wild, We stir it up right after dark, What a fucking shark, Ready to abandon this? Turn the ignition Fire up my pistons Ahh woo hoo [Pre-Chorus] [Deadpan drop with huge half-volume drop, raw acoustic drum kit, and analog tape hiss] Wish me luck Or don't give a fuck I've already forgotten your names anyway. [Bridge] This here is a long gone daddy, This here is moving town, Six pack stash under the dash, Right rear spitting thread, Needle in the deepest red, Gotta lay the pedal down. [12-bar instrumental] [Amplified distortion harmonica leading into frantic hill country boogie and playful dance-break momentum] [Chorus] [Saturated compressed mid-range male vocals] I ain't gonna shoot my cabbage twice There will be no rolling of the dice Nobody's throwing any rice Shut up your mouth And put on something nice [Pre-Chorus] [Deadpan drop] Wish me luck Or don't give a fuck I've already forgotten your names anyway. [Outro] [Gritty lo-fi release with analog tape hiss and fuzzy slide guitar hook]
