Lyrics

I got a two ton wreck wrapped around my neck A weekend bender, on busted suspender I've aged three years, cried a couple of tears I told the cop I couldn't remember When I saw you Where you were Who you were with I only wish that you both would phone And try not to surrender I told the judge I couldn't remember And as you are answering all of their questions I have just got one suggestion Try not to stutter Try not to stutter Try not to stutter I was Jo Cool for an Indian summer A camp fire wag, a long distance runner I had the big eyes following my every move But I couldn't let down or I'd lose There was a snot nose kid trying to blow my cover If they won't buy that I'll tell them another Then two of the boys shot down my noise The one with the van and his brother They casually mentioned a couple of kids An unspoken challenge, ok hero Try not to stutter Try not to stutter Try not to stutter She was too off base to know the meaning of fear With her cutoffs swaying from here to there The music's her maker, the giver the taker That's what I hear She smiled so fine, but not very friendly With a studied wink, "Oh Baby you set me!" You've got a box full of trophies that's what I hear And as you try to fashion the perfect line There's just one thing to keep in mind Try not to stutter Try not to stutter Try not to stutter You can mumble, soft and low Mutter mutter so they think you know But there's just one thing that has got to go Try not to stutter Try not to stutter Try not to stutter