My Baby Loves Malt Liquor
written by Roger Alan Wade and Dennis Knutson
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My baby she loves malt liquor
Loves to [D]wash it down with a figthin' kicker
Just [A]layin' on that big ass clickin' that clicker Lord[E]
My baby she loves malt [A]liquor
[A]Yeah her ex-old man was a guitar picker
Then [D]Lord he likely blew his ticker
He [A]couldn't keep the fridge full of Colt [E]45
When the [A]booze ran out she sent him packin'
Went [D]lookin' for a man with corporate backin'
[A]Fat lips smackin' under[E]neath that big bee[A]hive
[A]Yeah she got a pocket book full of cigarettes and Snickers
[D]She got room on her rump for a big bumper sticker
[A]I'm just glad if it don't say "honk if I'm [E]ugly and fat"
'Cause If [A]I had a horn I'd have to blow it
And [D]she'd say "kiss my ass" and then she'd show it
[A]And I rather go blind than [E]look at somethin' like [A]that
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My baby she loves malt liquor
Loves to [D]wash it down with a fightin' kicker
Just [A]layin' on her drunk ass clickin' that clicker Lord[E]
My baby she loves malt [A]liquor
Yeah it's [A]been 3 weeks since she changed them knickers
And [D]all she wants to do is drink and bicker
[A]Hell I'd hose her down and she'd just brush her t[E]ooth
She l[A]oves bon-bons, ding-dongs, birthday cakes
A [D]wig-wearin' walkin-talkin' big earthquake
[A]Ah she ran off she was [E]gnawin' on a B[A]aby Ruth
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My baby she loves malt liquor
Loves to w[D]ash it down with a fightin' kicker
Just [A]layin' on her drunk ass clickin' that clicker Lord[E]
My baby she loves malt [A]liquor
Yeah well my baby she [E]loves malt [A]liquor
written by Roger Alan Wade and Dennis Knutson
CHORUS:
N/C
My baby she loves malt liquor
Loves to [D]wash it down with a figthin' kicker
Just [A]layin' on that big ass clickin' that clicker Lord[E]
My baby she loves malt [A]liquor
[A]Yeah her ex-old man was a guitar picker
Then [D]Lord he likely blew his ticker
He [A]couldn't keep the fridge full of Colt [E]45
When the [A]booze ran out she sent him packin'
Went [D]lookin' for a man with corporate backin'
[A]Fat lips smackin' under[E]neath that big bee[A]hive
[A]Yeah she got a pocket book full of cigarettes and Snickers
[D]She got room on her rump for a big bumper sticker
[A]I'm just glad if it don't say "honk if I'm [E]ugly and fat"
'Cause If [A]I had a horn I'd have to blow it
And [D]she'd say "kiss my ass" and then she'd show it
[A]And I rather go blind than [E]look at somethin' like [A]that
CHORUS:
N/C
My baby she loves malt liquor
Loves to [D]wash it down with a fightin' kicker
Just [A]layin' on her drunk ass clickin' that clicker Lord[E]
My baby she loves malt [A]liquor
Yeah it's [A]been 3 weeks since she changed them knickers
And [D]all she wants to do is drink and bicker
[A]Hell I'd hose her down and she'd just brush her t[E]ooth
She l[A]oves bon-bons, ding-dongs, birthday cakes
A [D]wig-wearin' walkin-talkin' big earthquake
[A]Ah she ran off she was [E]gnawin' on a B[A]aby Ruth
CHORUS:
N/C
My baby she loves malt liquor
Loves to w[D]ash it down with a fightin' kicker
Just [A]layin' on her drunk ass clickin' that clicker Lord[E]
My baby she loves malt [A]liquor
Yeah well my baby she [E]loves malt [A]liquor
