Your lower back, your lower back
Don't worry baby, I won�t resuscitate
Dumb buzzard luck don�t give a fuck
Don�t worry baby, stand up
If they treat you rough in the evening
You�ll be alright by the morning
Why would you do this it�s so god damn demeaning
Your lower back haunts me every time I come
Your lower back your lower back
Baby stand up
Oh and don�t make a peep, don�t even squeak
Don�t fight it baby, be sweet
If they rough you up in the evening
You�ll get �em back by the morning
Why would you do this it�s so goddamn demeaning yeah
Your lower back haunts me every time I come
If I lose my lunch over dinner
That southern drawl is getting thinner
And I don�t like it when rough stuff gets too gruesome
Your lower back haunts me every time I come