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