There's two kinds of people in this world
Yes, there's two kinds of people in this world
The kind of people that pick up the sticks
Before they mow the gra**
And the kind that mows them over when they cross their path
I said there's two kinds of people in this world
But I'm from a whole other breed
I don't pick up sticks cause I don't mow no gra**
I prefer to stay in the weeds
When that weedwacker comes and he surely will
He ain't gonna mow me down
I say hello as soon as I walk in and then I'm gone
Well, I'm nowhere to be found
Said there's two kinds of people in this world
But thankfully there's you and there is me
And I just might live happily
Stayin right here in the weeds
When that weedwacker comes and he surely will
He ain't gonna mow me down
I say hello as soon as I walk in and then I'm gone
Well, I'm nowhere to be found
Said there's two kinds of people in this world
But thankfully there's you and there is me
And I just might live happily
Stayin right here in the weeds