Ala-Fuckin'-Bama

(Ala-fuckin'-bama)

She wore a pink 'Bama durag, smacking on Juicy Fruit
Red clay sticking to her Timberland boots
A tearaway t-shirt showing off her Talladega tan
I said, "Darling where you from?", She said
"Watch your tongue, don't you know that I am"

I'm from Ala-fuckin'-bama
Ala-fuckin'-bama
Tell me what's it to ya?
I'm from Ala-fuckin'-bama, 'Bama, ow

I said, "Slow down sister, I'm a God-fearing man
You know I grew up on Skynyrd and I'm a Bear Bryant fan
I can roll with the flow, baby, you can roll with the tide
I don't mind if you do, I think it's kind of cute
The way you say it with pride, ow

I'm from Ala-fuckin'-bama
Ala-fuckin'-bama
From her boots to her bandana, Ala-fuckin'-bama
Ala-fuckin'-bama, 'Bama

Yeah
Yeah, I'm talking
Just a little south of Montgomery down there

I can roll with the flow
Baby, you can roll with the tide
I don't mind if you do, I think it's kind of cute
The way you say it with pride (oh yeah, yeah)

I'm from Ala-fuckin'-bama
Ala-fuckin'-bama
Baby, open up a can of Ala-fuckin'-bama
Ala-fuckin'-bama, 'Bama
Ala-fuckin'-bama
She screams Ala-fuckin'-bama
Open up a can of Ala-fuckin'-bama
Ala-fuckin'-bama, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh-oh-oh
Hey, hey, hey