Honey, you must think I’m blind
Hell, you must think I was born last night
Or maybe you think I don’t mind
That you got your little somethin’ on the side
Well, I do, so I don’t
Wanna hear how you only just drove her home
Screw you, ’cause I won’t
Be leavin’ without a little smoke
If you’re gonna be dumb, you better be tough
Don’t come cryin’, tryna make it back up
If you’re gonna lay down with the junkyard dogs
Better be ready for a girl done wrong
Talkin’ sugar in your Chevy, four flat tires
Six-string Tele’, set it on fire
Guess your daddy never told you when you were growin’ up
If you’re gonna be dumb, you better be tough
Gonna roll your bass boat down the hill
Gonna watch it sink down to the bottom
Paint the ten-point buck that you killed
Rattle can red, no problem
You ain’t seen crazy till you seen me
All pissed off comin’ down your street
If you’re gonna be dumb, you better be tough
Don’t come cryin’, tryna make it back up
If you’re gonna lay down with the junkyard dogs
Better be ready for a girl done wrong
Talkin’ sugar in your Chevy, four flat tires
Six-string Tele’, set it on fire
Guess your daddy never told you when you were growin’ up
If you’re gonna be dumb, you better be tough
If you’re gonna run around cheatin’ in a small town
If you’re gonna be that gall
You better have thick skin and fake like a real manboy
You’re gonna have to be tough
If you’re gonna be dumb, you better be tough
Don’t come cryin’, tryna make it back up
If you’re gonna lay down with the junkyard dogs
Better be ready for a girl done wrong
Talkin’ sugar in your Chevy, four flat tires
Six-string Tele’, set it on fire
Guess your daddy never told you when you were growin’ up
If you’re gonna be dumb, you better be tough
If you’re gonna be dumb
You better be tough