Big and Rich - Fake I.D. ft. Gretchen Wilson | Текст песни

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• Fake I.D. ft. Gretchen Wilson

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Hey, I've been driving
All over the town
On my cell phone
Wearin' it out

And I've finally tracked you down
Hey, everybody says you're the man
The final piece to my master plan
You got my world in the palm of your hand

Well I know that you got it
Come on and just sell it
Got the cash up in my pocket
You know I gotta get it

Hey mister won't you sell me a fake I.D.
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake I.D.

Hey, don't you even
Think about tellin' me no
It's only twenty minutes 'til the show
Hey mister turn it over, let's go

No, I ain't gonna need a receipt, just make sure
That it looks like me so the bouncer don't call the police
And don't tell my daddy stole the keys to his caddy
Don't dilly-dally, I gotta get the hell out of this alley

Hey mister won't you sell me a fake I.D.
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake I.D.

Here's my money
Now get out of my way
Gonna push my luck
Right up to the stage

Hey mister won't you sell me a fake I.D.
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister, hey mister

Hey mister won't you sell me a fake I.D.
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake I.D.

Hey mister won't you sell me a fake I.D.
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake I.D.

Hey mister, hey mister