(verse 1)
My inlaws are outlaws, so I stay on my toes,
Cause anything could happen, anything could go,
I have to lock up my old tool box,
And hide all my fishin gear,
Cause my inlaws are outlaws,
If they ain't wanted here,
(chorus)
She may not be like Bonnie,
And he ain't exactly Clyde,
They don't carry Tommy Guns,