Lletres: Cledus T. Judd. Refried Beans.

Last Friday evenin'
I went to dry heavin'
Bent over double in pain
From out of my mouth
And right on a new Lexus
One hell of a load I sure swang

On my knees, I was throwin'
The owner was goin'
Inside to pay for his gasoline
I'm in a mess at the Texaco
Barfin' up refried beans

I'm down at the Texaco
Sick as a dog
My stomach's churnin'
My tail end is raw

I swear it's the last time
I'll eat another taco supreme
I'm in a mess at the Texaco
Barfin' up refried beans

No this picture ain't purdy, I ate number 30
And drank too much Mexican beer
Four shots of tequila, don't mix with fajitas
I'm prayin' a bathroom is near

I OD'd on tamales and green guacamole
Lord, I hope that the toilet is clean
I'm in a mess at the Texaco
Barfin' up refried beans

I'm down at the Texaco, smell like a hog
Knee deep in poo poo, the commode was clogged
Who used it the last time, ooh boy did it stink
Shoo at the Texaco because of those refried beans

I'm down at the Texaco, where's Tim McGraw?
While I'm sittin' here peelin' the paint off the walls
He's probably sippin' fine wine and dining on fancy cuisine
While I'm here at the Texaco from eatin' them refried beans

A mess at the Texaco from eatin' them refried beans
I said I'd be out in a minute
There