We were shoveling sunshine   The hard times were the good times   In the back of a good times van   Wedding ring was fresh on your hand      I guess you were a little shy   When you gave me some nipple pie   Reached over and you grabbed my wood   Don't you know, that it felt so good?      And with you is where I belong   That?s why I sing this honeymoon song      Well, I spilled my red wine   Right below your pantyline   I finally got your bra undone   My Johnson was on the run      Your head was a keepin' time   You were blowin' more than my mind   I was slapping' on your behind   Parked in the bush doing sixty nine      Honey, with you I can do no wrong   That?s why I sing this honeymoon song      Your nails were digging in   Your teeth were biting skin   Then you pulled out a big black whip   Took me on some love slave trip      I was screaming for my life   Whatever happened to my wife?   Said to call you Madam X   That ain't no country boy sex      You beat me black and blue for so long   I guess it?s my fate, this honeymoon song      You locked the doors on the Chevy van   Slapped the cuffs on my hands   I couldn't even try to shout   You strapped a red ball in my mouth      I was thinking about the wedding vows   How that?s a bad idea now   I was thinking about death do us part   Buddy that's a bad place to start      And oh, where has my sunshine gone?   It's too late, it's my honeymoon song   Oh, my God, it's my honeymoon song