G                               D 
You gotta four piece band and a LA tan 
    C                   G     
You smile at me and you shake my hand 
    G                    D 
But I got something baby that you need 
           C                           G 
And you'll stab me in the back just to watch me bleed 
 
 
Chorus: 
Em 
Always tellin' me about what you got 
A 
Always buggin' me about what I'm not 
C 
Always comin' off like some big shot 
G  
Wasting my precious time 
       D                                  G 
I said No, no, no that ain't no friend of mine 
       D                                  G 
I said No, no, no that ain't no friend of mine 
       D                                  G 
I said No, no, no that ain't no friend of mine 
 
 
There's a man in DC and he speaks for me 
But all he cares about is his Texas tea 
Well I don't know what he will say 
But I'll be money that I'm gonna pay 
 
 
Chorus 
 
I've been milked real slow so many years in a row 
I wonder when my bucket's gonna overflow 
He's giving me advice like he's my best friend 
But all he wants from me is a billboard grin 
 
 
Chorus