T-Bone Lyrics

T-boned in the middle of the street

Don't know if I'm looking west or east

Can't even stare down at my feet

Too high off that southwestern skeet

T-bone

T-bone

T-boned in the middle of the street

T-bone

T-bone

T-boned while I'm high on that skeet

I'm feeling down on my luck

Still got no fuel in my truck

I might as well be dead and gone

Be warned cuz I'm high all along

T-bone

T-bone

T-boned in the middle of the street

T-bone

T-bone

T-boned while I'm high on that skeet

T-bone

T-bone

T-boned in the neighborhood

T-bone

T-bone

T-boned and I ain't feeling good

Topsy and a-turvy and a little bit of curvy Makes an old man feel alright

Topsy and a-turvy and a little bit of curvy Makes an old man feel alright

Topsy and a-turvy and a little bit of curvy Makes an old man feel alright

Topsy and a-turvy and a little bit of curvy Makes an old man feel alright

T-bone!

T-bone!