The fishing song

Well I ain't never seen a lure
And I don't touch worms
I had a tackle box
Yah, it held my makeup once
But while you have all your fun
I've cleaned one too many dishes
The heck with this
I'm going fishing'

It will be alright
While i sit I'll get a tan
I figure if they bite for you
They'll bite for a woman
Yeah, I'll coax them with the cookies
I baked this afternoon
Hey, babe, we're trading places
Here's a mop and a vacuum

Well I ain't never seen a lure
And I don't touch worms
I had a tackle box
Yah, it held my makeup once
But while you have all your fun
I've cleaned one too many dishes
The heck with this
I'm going fishin'

Well I took all his beer
And his precious little rod
I can't wait to see his face
When he sees all that I've caught
A sate of shock I'm sure
'Couse he said that they ain't biting
Hey, babe, fry 'em up
It's getting late
And the game's startin'

Well I ain't never seen a lure
And I don't touch worms
I had a tackle box
Yah, it held my makeup once
But while you have all your fun
I've cleaned one too many dishes
The heck with this
I'm going fishing'

No more mopin' a mop
While you're poppin' a top
The hell with that
No, I didn't say "I Do"
Just to turn right into a laundrymat
I'm talkin'
boatin', floatin', soakin'
Up the summer sun
And babe, if ya get a minute
Can ya bring me
another cold one?

Well I ain't never seen a lure
And I don't touch worms
I had a tackle box
Yah, it held my makeup once
But while you have all your fun
I've cleaned one too many dishes
The heck with this
The heck with this
I'm going fishin'
I'm going fishin'