Your Lower Back

Your lower back, your lower back
 Don't worry baby, I won't resuscitate
 Dumb buzzard luck, don't give a fuck
 Don't worry baby, stand up
 If they treat you rough in the evening
 You'll be alright by the morning
 Why would you do this if it's so goddamn demeaning?
 Yeah, your lower back haunts me every time I come
 Your lower back, your lower back
 Despite it, baby, stand up
 Oh, and don't make a peep, don't even squeak
 Don't fight it baby, be sweet
 If they rough you up in the evening
 You'll get 'em back by the morning
 Why would you do this if it's so goddamn demeaning?
 Yeah, your lower back haunts me every time I come
 If I lose my lunch over dinner
 That southern drawl is getting thinner
 And I don't like it when the rough stuff gets too gruesome, no
 Your lower back haunts me every time I come