"You Never Met A Motherfucker Quite Like Me" lyrics

"You Never Met A Motherfucker Quite Like Me"

I've been on the cover of the Rolling Stone
I met the President when I was half stoned
I've been so high I've gotten confused
I've been beat down broke and used, motherfucker
I drank with Hank, talked blues with Billy
Rocked with Run, sang with Shotgun Willy
Went from small time Philly to big time Bobby
From three day old chili to saké with wasabi
I'm home
Hey, I'm home

You never met a motherfucker quite like me
Not like me
Not like me
Hey, like me

No more being poor, drink specials at winners
Or being ignored by the think straight sinners
I used to smoke pinners while my moms made dinner
Now I smoke bombs and rock with Lynyrd Skynyrd
No beginners here, I'm a seasoned vet
Educated on jazz by my man Ahmet
Ertegun my friend, I've been to the world and back
But I'm a Michigan boy, can you feel that?
And I'm home

You never met a motherfucker quite like me
Not like me
Not like me
Hey, like me

Never thought I'd go as far in life as this
Never made par and I could give two shits
Never wanted to sell cars because my dad was a dick
Never wanted a guitar until I heard a lick like this
And from the depths of Dixie to my northern spots
You know it's time to rock when old glory drops

I pimp through town with the top let back
Black hat, fine blond
Cold Pabst in my lap, I'll adapt
To any and all situations
That's why they call me the pimp of the nation
Hey bitch
You best believe
I live in the woods, not your world of greed
Might a little weed, might a little 'ye
I'm so proud to be living in the USA

You never met a motherfucker quite like me
Hey, hey, like me
[?] like me
Hey, hey, hey like me

You ain't never met, and you ain't never gonna meet
You never met a, never met a, never, never, never
Never met a motherfucker quite like me
You ain't never met a mother like me
Hey you ain't never, never, never, never, never met someone like me

(Hey, hey)
Never met like me
(Hey, hey, hey dude hey)
Never met a mother like me
(Come on, hey)
And you never, and you never gonna, never gonna meet
(Hey come on already)
You never met
Stop!
What?
Dude, there's more to life than just you


Thanks to Jason O'Connell, Tommy for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Allen Collins, Ronnie Van Zant, Robert J. Ritchie
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