is the fucking GAYEST song I’ve ever heard. Right up there with “Goodbye Earl” and every other “uterus rock” song ever written.
I’m a hot waitress who made shitty life decisions – hence being a waitress. I date truckers and small town cocksuckers and they treat me like shit but I can’t seem to break this vicious cycle. So, this is my empowering song about what I wish were true but isn’t. It’s meant to inspire at karaoke bars and in ‘91 Toyota Previas that I got in the divorce. And yes, I have more than one because there were like seven on blocks in my yard because I’m a goddamn hillbilly.
Good for you. Fuck off.
