The Rascal Is Back
Song by Ben Bostick
Album
Genre
BPM
105
Well howdy, y’all
Did you miss me
Go on and say I told you so
Yeah now I know the straight life is a no go
I was wrong
I tried to get domesticated
But yesterday I finally couldn't take it
And I was gone
I probably shoulda told my wife
But the minute I saw the light
I just dug out my boots and threw out the fanny pack
Sold the van and got my old Harley back
Cranked up the bike and flew out the cul-de-sac
Straight to the nearest bar
I put AC/DC on the jukebox, Back in Black
Got so drunk I was singing like a maniac
Smoked so much I 'bout had a heart attack
So it’s a fact
The rascal is back
It got bad
I ain't gonna lie
I dressed up in a suit and tie
Pulled out the driveway seven forty-five
Yeah, in the morning
She started having baby fever
She made me trade my Harley for a Kia
Oh, help me Lord
I saw my reflection in the minivan
And thought this ain't who I am
So I dug out my boots and threw out the fanny pack
Sold the van and got my old Harley back
Cranked up the bike and flew out the cul-de-sac
Straight to the nearest bar
I put AC/DC on the jukebox, Back in Black
Got so drunk I was singing like a maniac
Smoked so much I 'bout had a heart attack
I woke up in someone's yard
The rascal is back
It crossed my mind that I'm a fool
For leaving all I had
But then I think about a beer
And boy I sure am glad
That I dug out my boots and threw out the fanny pack
Sold the van and got my old Harley back
Cranked up the bike and flew out the cul-de-sac
AC/DC on the jukebox, Back in Black
Got so drunk I was singing like a maniac
Smoked so much I 'bout had a heart attack
So hang onto your hats
The rascal is back
Did you miss me
Go on and say I told you so
Yeah now I know the straight life is a no go
I was wrong
I tried to get domesticated
But yesterday I finally couldn't take it
And I was gone
I probably shoulda told my wife
But the minute I saw the light
I just dug out my boots and threw out the fanny pack
Sold the van and got my old Harley back
Cranked up the bike and flew out the cul-de-sac
Straight to the nearest bar
I put AC/DC on the jukebox, Back in Black
Got so drunk I was singing like a maniac
Smoked so much I 'bout had a heart attack
So it’s a fact
The rascal is back
It got bad
I ain't gonna lie
I dressed up in a suit and tie
Pulled out the driveway seven forty-five
Yeah, in the morning
She started having baby fever
She made me trade my Harley for a Kia
Oh, help me Lord
I saw my reflection in the minivan
And thought this ain't who I am
So I dug out my boots and threw out the fanny pack
Sold the van and got my old Harley back
Cranked up the bike and flew out the cul-de-sac
Straight to the nearest bar
I put AC/DC on the jukebox, Back in Black
Got so drunk I was singing like a maniac
Smoked so much I 'bout had a heart attack
I woke up in someone's yard
The rascal is back
It crossed my mind that I'm a fool
For leaving all I had
But then I think about a beer
And boy I sure am glad
That I dug out my boots and threw out the fanny pack
Sold the van and got my old Harley back
Cranked up the bike and flew out the cul-de-sac
AC/DC on the jukebox, Back in Black
Got so drunk I was singing like a maniac
Smoked so much I 'bout had a heart attack
So hang onto your hats
The rascal is back