Living On A Gas Card

G  G

             G                              D                  G
You threw me out, I've been sleeping in the Quick Mart parking lot
                                       A                       D
I got a bag of dog food for a pillow - Campin' in the handicap spot
   G
Ab dul - the cashier - isn't sick of me yet
         C
Gives me girlie-magazines and cigarrettes
           G                      D                    G
I've eat e nough pickled eggs, to start a dill chicken farm

       C
Honey, you got me living on a gas card
  G
I hope you're doing well
C
Tell the bank account I said hello
              A                  D
And tell your lawyer to go to Sh ell
            C                           G
I'll be the purple-tongued bum with the grape snow cone
               C                  G
And the double X ass whuppin' for him to try on
           C                     G
He took my house and my kids and crap like that
        A                        D
Got the Quick Mart card, and the Earnhardt hat

        G                       D                     G
We were both in court, when div orce judge struck the deal
                                                   D
She said if I'd stay 100 feet away from you, you'd pay this cotton pickin'
gas card bill
  G
A hundred dollar credit limit buys a lot of Slim Jims
  C
A lot of potted meat, and a mess of M&M's
     G                                   D                 G
But, bread and Beanie Weenies ain't exac tally high on the hog

           C
You got me living on a cotton pickin' gas card
  G
I hope you're doing fine
            C
You got the Honey Baked Ham on the MasterCharge
          A                 D
I got the Thanksgiving pork rinds
        C                             G
I'm the heartbroke defendant with the Quick Mart blues
       C                     G
Livin' on Lance crackers and YooHoo's
      C                      G
Don't hang up the phone..oh, no...wait
A                      D
Double check the expir ation date