All by the losers
I’m loser born with the sharpness in my head
Oh hit me a little red neck
Always a suspect
Blood line made me who I am
What if we're stealing cars down in Birmingham
Soon found out what her reasons
Were called out the local motel with a preacher man
Long Friday losers
Half losers born with a shot glass in my hand
Hard living a little redneck
Always a suspect
Good life made me who I am
Home I’m a loser
I was born with a shot glass in my hand
I’m gonna give you a red neck
I’m always a suspect
My blood my made me who I am