Your Lower Back

Your lower back, your lower back
Don't worry baby, I won't resuscitate
Dumb buzzard luck, don't give a fuck
Don't worry baby, stand up

If they treat you rough in the evening
You'll be alright by the morning
Why would you do this if it's so goddamn demeaning?
Yeah, your lower back haunts me every time I come

Your lower back, your lower back
Despite it, baby, stand up
Oh, and don't make a peep, don't even squeak
Don't fight it baby, be sweet

If they rough you up in the evening
You'll get 'em back by the morning
Why would you do this if it's so goddamn demeaning?
Yeah, your lower back haunts me every time I come

If I lose my lunch over dinner
That southern drawl is getting thinner
And I don't like it when the rough stuff gets too gruesome, no
Your lower back haunts me every time I come