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| Lyrics - Wes May, Amateur 2006 |
| Wednesday, 22 November 2006 | |
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Wes May "Thank God I'm a Hokie Boy"
Well life on the farm was kinda laid back,
Sit around all day my little turkey I whack,
Mom works at Hooter’s, she’s got a great rack.
Started school at ten cause I was kinda dumb,
My GPA was only One point One,
What do you know valedictorian?
When I got to Tech shoulda studied more,
Spent most time drunk sleeping on the floor,
Take a test, zero was my score.
Chorus:
Well I ain’t to smart, my IQ’s double digits
2
Well I met me a girl thru her babysitter
She was kinda shy but I’m not a quitter
She don’t get mad if I get drunk and hit her
Married her so young she calls me mister
We got One son he’s got dibs on his sister
Our family tree’s like a bad game of twister
Chorus:
Well I ain’t to smart my IQ’s double digits
3
Can’t afford a ticket for Saturday
My moneys all gone before I get my pay
I work for a cheapskate that went to UVA
If you’re a preppy snob they call you a Whoo
With your wine and your cheese, here’s what we do
Home grown weed and some moonshine too
Chorus:
Well I ain’t to smart my IQ’s double digits
4
Got a couple pet sheep for goodness sake
Sometimes I give them beer; they get horny when they drink
I ain’t done nothing that I didn’t learn from Jake
Got Hokie fever now that’s for sure
Once you get the feeling well there is no cure
Hope you ain’t allergic to the smell of manure
Chorus:
Well I ain’t to smart my IQ’s double digits |
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