Shrug-a-Lug
Lyrics
Don't look at me like that
From your retro porkpie hat
The little pant cuffs that you tweak like that
I said I'd rather stroke your feral cat
Let's take the car out and ride
You should really see the Great Divide
Or at least we can tell our friends out there we tried
There's this trailer has our name on it
With a kitchen and an oven mitt
Drapes and plates and that whole trip
And Mounties on the wall
We could outrun our debt
Or did you think of that one yet?
On a mountaintop we'll place a bet
Then do the shrug-a-lug
What's with this hole we dug
When the 'hole thing' ends we shrug?
Cause shrugging's how we cope with shit
We sweep it under the rug a bit
Then do that shrug-a-lug
The view's not great back here
Through this yellowed Wayfair sheer
Can we stop and buy a case of Molson beer
Would it kill you to say something dear
Don't look at me like that
From your retro porkpie hat
The little pant cuffs that you tweak like that
I said I'd rather stroke your feral cat
Let's take the car out and ride
You should really see the Great Divide
Or at least we can tell our friends out there we tried
There's this trailer has our name on it
With a kitchen and an oven mitt
Drapes and plates and that whole trip
And Mounties on the wall
We could outrun our debt
Or did you think of that one yet?
On a mountaintop we'll place a bet
Then do the shrug-a-lug
What's with this hole we dug
When the 'hole thing' ends we shrug?
Cause shrugging's how we cope with shit
We sweep it under the rug a bit
Then do that shrug-a-lug
The view's not great back here
Through this yellowed Wayfair sheer
Can we stop and buy a case of Molson beer
Would it kill you to say something dear
Writer(s): Don Rooke
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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