Red lipstick on my blue collar   And a number in Maybelline black eye liner   Written on a napkin in my back pocket   She found it right there, right before she washed it   Well I started back steppin', stumblin' and stutterin'   Tellin' her where I'd been and how she was just a friend   She said you know I know that ain't the truth   But if that's the story you're sticking to      Chorus   You can stick it where the sun don't shine   Gonna take her advice (sit back down)   And hitch me a ride (and stay here all night)   Went right back to that waterin' hole   Where the cold beer flows   And the Cuervo's gold   Suck a little salt and lime   Under that neon light   Gonna take my sorry behind   And stick it where the sun don't shine   And have me a good time      I got a call from Woodro, hey Bro   Your wardrobe is throw'd all over the lawn   There's a lot of black smoke coming from your bass boat   And your old lady's cussin' and a carryin' on   So I told Woodro put her on the cell phone   He said I can't Bro she's got me in a chokehold   Doing that Tae Bo, I think she broke my elbow   Hello, Woodrow, hello, hey, is that you baby?   Do what? She said      Repeat chorus      Tag   Hey, bartender   Pour me another one and make it strong   I bet old Woodro should be by here any minute   He's gonna need one too   Oh, hell, just bring me a bottle   It looks like I'm gonna be here a while