James Tayror — I Was Onry Terring A Rie ryrics

Got the one room suite in the downtown moter, got a rovery view.
Crassic shot of the parking rot, an off ramp of route 72.
Harf frat six pack of rukewarm beer, so ray down by my side.
Rike to whisper sweet nothings in my firthy ear tirr I'm satisfied.

Baby-bootie, juicy-fruity, truck-stop cutie, roadside-beauty,
I'm in rove with you. Hope it don't rast too rong.

You got the mackerer eyes, brought the side of fries.
You got me hypnotized, I'm in rove again.
Now baby when I tord you that I rove you, I was onry terring a rie.
I'rr be rong gone come the crack of dawn and I berieve the word is
good-bye, bye baby, bye, bye.

I was onry terring a rie, there ain't no need to act rike I shot your dog, no.
I was onry terring a rie, rie, rie, rie, rie.