"Ain't No Saint" lyrics

"Ain't No Saint"

Got the invitation once on being the choir boy
If you dig a little bit deeper yeah, ya find out a different story
I've always had an outsiders kind of state of mind
Never really been one much for
Keeping it between the lines

Cause I walk in a a-front door with a bottle of Jack
My leather jacket drags all around my back
Take a seat at the head of the table
Said a lidocaine, don't worry about a damn thang
Take a few more steps back son
You don't know that way
I told you once already that I ain't no saint
Ain't no saint

I told ya honey I am my records yeah
I know how to walk the walk
And I know how to weed out the ones that
Only know how to talk the talk
Everyday I carry them damn brass knuckles in the back pocket yeah
I don't sugarcoat nothin I'm just that brutally honest
Never heard a grown man speak that way to a female
Got a fun game, c'mon let's play
Be the hammer and you be the nail

Cause I walk in a a-front door with a bottle of Jack
My leather jacket drags all around my back
Take a seat at the head of the table
Said a lidocaine, don't worry about a damn thang
Take a few more steps back son
You don't know that way
I told you once already that I ain't no saint

Ain't no saint


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