Britches Songtext
Walked in, in high-waist denim
Just like you own the place
But that Cover Girl can't cover up
The stuck-up on your face
That 1942, highest bottle on the shelf
Ain't half as high as that opinion you have of yourself
You think you're God's gift to this bar
But it's gone too far
Just like you own the place
But that Cover Girl can't cover up
The stuck-up on your face
That 1942, highest bottle on the shelf
Ain't half as high as that opinion you have of yourself
You think you're God's gift to this bar
But it's gone too far
Who died and made you?
Queen of conceited
Said you were so good
And you believed it
You're burning bridges
None of my business
You might be a size two
But you're too big for your britches
Your favorite conversation
Is you, yourself, and your
Dreams and schemes and accolades
Like no one's done that shit before
Honey, you should get a prize
For world's biggest ego
We used to see eye to eye
Now you look down your nose
And girl, I gotta know
Who died and made you? Queen of conceited
Said you were so good
And you believed it
You're burning bridges
None of my business
You might be a size two
But you're too big for your britches
I'm just sayin'
Who died and made you?
Queen of conceited
Said you were so good
And you believed it
You're burning bridges
None of my business
You might be a size two
But you're too big for your britches
Queen of conceited
Said you were so good
And you believed it
You're burning bridges
None of my business
You might be a size two
But you're too big for your britches
Your favorite conversation
Is you, yourself, and your
Dreams and schemes and accolades
Like no one's done that shit before
Honey, you should get a prize
For world's biggest ego
We used to see eye to eye
Now you look down your nose
And girl, I gotta know
Who died and made you? Queen of conceited
Said you were so good
And you believed it
You're burning bridges
None of my business
You might be a size two
But you're too big for your britches
I'm just sayin'
Who died and made you?
Queen of conceited
Said you were so good
And you believed it
You're burning bridges
None of my business
You might be a size two
But you're too big for your britches
