(Billy Bob Thornton/J.D Andrew)
My britches got all tight The first time that we met Not only were you beautiful Your mind seemed to be set On making me real happy And letting me be free To be the man I've always been Just letting me be me The first year went all right Even though we had our trails And then I got eat up With bleeding ulcers and the piles I smelled a rat when I took out The trash one summer night And found the can was full of shit I've had almost all my life You say your dream Is to marry me some day That living here in sin together Ain't the good lord's way But I got news for you And you can give the lord a call Tell him I'll give you a ring When you give me back my balls I used to chase the gals With Bill and Tom and Jack But they said it's real hard to hang With an empty sack You cancelled my sports package On my satellite TV But it's not the only package That you took away from me I think back to the girl I knew when you moved in I'm not sure when she disappeared Or just where she has been I barely recognise the house I'm pretty sure I bought But I've still got enough sense to know This catch ain't getting caught You say your dream Is to marry me some day That living here in sin together Ain't the good lord's way But I got news for you And you can give the lord a call Tell him I'll give you a ring When you give me back my balls Darling, I'll give you a ring When you give me back my balls