State Farm lyrics

High & dried, tyre rubber starts burning

Fill her up now before the table starts turning

Souped up, jacked up, cracked up, stacked up

Louie`s got the gear

And Charlie`s got his back up

And don`t it make you feel good?



Says she`s a dirt box

You`re like a cannibal

Somebody feeds her, sure ain`t the State Farm

Who buys the tickets and who buys the clothes

Puts the liquor in her stomach and the powder up her nose

Move. That`s right

And don`t it make you feel good?



Don`t mind me honey

I`m just looking

Smelt your chicken

And I watched you cooking

Souped up, jacked up, cracked up, stacked up

You`re a bad stain

And you need to be cleaned up



And don`t it make you feel good?

And don`t it make you feel good?