They'll all come out of the woodwork on Wednesday nights
The divorced, single and separated flock to the neon lights
'Cause he'll come strollin' through that door just a little after five
Then it's a free-for-all but I'll tell y'all I don't know what they're fussin' about
He's got liquor in his lungs
Smoke in his veins
Two left feet and shit for brains
But Lord he's so damn fine it outta be a sin
Sometimes you've gotta love 'em from the outside in
I've known him since he was knee-high and weird as Hell
But that million watt smile could make an ice queen melt
That 10th grade education must have served him well
'Cause when you've got the looks you can skip the books and that just don't seem fair
He's got liquor in his lungs
Smoke in his veins
Two left feet and shit for brains
But Lord he's so damn fine it outta be a sin
Sometimes you've gotta love 'em from the outside in
I know that sounds shallow and that ain't how to pick a man
But when he asked to marry me I said, "Yes, you can."
He's got liquor in his lungs
Smoke in his veins
Two left feet and shit for brains
But Lord he's so damn fine it outta be a sin
No, he ain't hard to love from the outside in
Sometimes you've gotta love 'em from the outside in