Chance Alan

Lyrics

In your lane out of my business
Let's get to talkin’
I suffer from O.C.F.D.
Obsessive Country Fuggin’ Disorder don't we all

So you know me I only drink beer 3 times a week
Yesterday today tomorrow check
Gettin’ lucky is walking in to a bar knowing where I am
I do what I want when I want where I want

Shitz I don't have time for
Your shitz
Their shitz
Half of this shitz
Anybody’s shitz
Anything that doesn’t have shitz to do with me

5 things you should know about me
Mine I think
They are a bit crazy scares me sometimes, heck all the time
Control mouth, anger problems
Oh whew I mean me

Woah

I speak 4 languages
English profanity fugg yeah
Sarcasm ’n real shitz

If your gonna be flirtin’ with me please let me know
Please be axtremely familiestispefic seriouextremely specific
Seriously specific um clues-a-msey
Umclueless, I’m moo-clueless

It’s just hard to see your advances through beer goggles to beer mugs

I don't pretend to be fishin’ someone where I'm not
I know I'm a bass hole fishin’ guy
Own that shit like a boss
You read it right

People talk ‘bout me ’n the fence posts behind our backs
And like you we just here ’n be like damn I got myself fan club

I don't have a country give a shitz wasn't born with one
Clumsy ok at the bar
Just this floor hates me tables ’n chairs are bullies
Walls just get in my way

Stay in your lane I’ll stay in mine
Montucky beers
Lined up Ole Smoky Moonshine
Whatever you’re drinkin’ are why
I’m 97% right all of the time

Woah

K, we be the other 4%
I suffacker from
Too much fun you pour some fuggin’
Oz 4-pour some perfect
Let’s go

Let's go
5 things you should know about me
Mine I think
They are a bit crazy scares me sometimes, heck all the time
Anything that doesn’t have shitz to do with me

5 things you should know about me
Mine I think
They are a bit crazy
Scares me sometimes
Heck all the time
Anything thatta a doesn’t have
Cha-thatatada ta dooz with me

5 things you should know about me
Mine I think
Oh yeah
Watch this shitz

If your gonna be flirtin’ with me, please let me know
Please be family-space-a-fic, seriously

I'm clueless
It's just hard to see
Or advances through beer goggles to beer mugs

I don't pretend be fishin’ some of a where I'm not
I know I’m a bass hole fishin’ guy
Own that shitz like a boss
You read it right

People talk bout me ’n the fence posts behind our backs
And like you we hear and be like
Damn I got myself fan club
I don't have a country give a shitz wasn't born with one
Clumsy ok at the bar