Pretty sure this is how Jamey did it. Just listen to the song a few times to get
your timing down but other than that pretty simple.
Verse 1:
She was Six foot Three
She could bench press me
Had a voice like a young Charlie Pride
Well she walked up to you
Said honey how do you do
I know you ain t here with this guy
Chorus:
There s a bull dyke, hittin on my girlfriend
Now I was bout to get rowdy and mad
I just kept hearin the words of my dad
Son don t ever hit a man on the rag
Verse 2:
She gave you a wink
Bought you a drink
Wrote her phone number down on your hand
She was well on her way
Just hit second base
I d bout damn had all I could stand
Chorus:
There s a bull dyke, hittin on my girlfriend
Now I was bout to get rowdy and mad
I just kept hearin the words of my dad
Son don t ever hit a man on the rag
Verse 3:
She was flexin her muscles
An flickin her bean
She was lonesome, onry and mean
Chorus:
There s a bull dyke, hittin on my girlfriend
Now I was bout to get rowdy and mad
I just kept hearin the words of my dad
Dear old dad
Son don t ever hit a man on the rag