surp

cowgirl with the indians its kicking in so bad
every month the same old war but last time it went mad
thought that i would die so i called up my doctor g
he said just come over ill prescribe u what u need

at the doctors office i sat down and he was cool
said hed give me years supply cus i looked like no fool
i said thanks and walked out with prescription in my hand
years supply my ass i thought next weekend would be grand

crushing up those pills and some hot water in a glass
mix it well and set to cool while resting on my ass
filter out the good stuff trash the paracets away
pour in cup and sprite it up and make my happy day

this way ill be sippin cus i like it when its slow
leaning back no worries before this evenings show
nothin that can bother me as long as i keep pink
what was pills to kick the pain is just me and my drink

i be bleeding like abortion when the indians kick in
but to fight their cruel attacks i be better off with gin
or whatever left of booze in fridge and ibux on the side
while my pinker pills prescribed ill save for kicks with my bride