Reese - Big Red Machine

What you shoulda been

What you woulda been

But there ain't no problem now

What's your middle name?

Are you often blamed?

Do you care about the cost?

Where's the middle again?

Can I get back there?

Well I won't let them talk

Well it's at it again

And it heads to its home

On the north end of redded woe

Well I won't be ready to go

I'll deny

A little bit older now

Out in the wilderness

With some valedictorian

You had wagered up your torch

And then you lost your paraffin

Off the dead stump up the trees

Oh, your head, it split the crease

And the ghosts you may never know

You will never mend

I will never end

And I went off then

To the meadowlands

Where yer momma can't

That's a boundary pass on it

What you woulda been

What you should been died

Well I'm more than that

Well I'm more than that

Well I'm more than that

Well I'm more

Well I'm more than that

Well I'm more than that

Well I'm more than that

Well I'm more

Well I'm more than that

Well I'm more than that

Well I'm more than that

Well I'm more

Well I'm more than that

Well I'm more than that

Well I'm more than that

Well I'm more

Here we go

What's that supposed to be (mean)?

It is over me

All before eleven-thirty

And by noon I'll be

Dreading everything

I won't belabor points but I will hit you in the head

I won't belabor points but I will hit it on the head

I won't belabor points but I will hit you on the head

I won't belabor points but I will hit it on the head