Well it's true, I scrubbed out my white
well they say, I laid rusty pipe
now my sleeves are red stained on white
I reached out my hand and grabbed the wrong knife
the hip caterpillar caterwauled in church
the old rotten chapstick is still in the purse
they tried for a bush kill, did not learn to snipe
and on top of all that I grabbed the wrong knife
grew up all wrong cow, did not get right
adjusting to marbles did not set my type
I'll cry in my beer as I scowl about my plight
my hand is all bloody, grabbed the wrong knife
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