Sally and the Hurts - The Bacon Song

This old house still smells like bacon and
I can't believe that you've been raking
All that dough in just to buy cigarettes
You move slower than molasses and
I can't believe that your flat ass is
Chewing on potato chips
Sitting in your favorite chair
Well I guess I kind of like you a little bit
And I guess that's why I put up with your kids
I may bitch and I may cuss
Just know it's aimed at the both of us
And I know you've been listening for years
But it's too cold and it's too hot and
We both need a little bit a lot of
Everything that makes this house a home
Well I guess I kind of like you a little bit
And I guess that's why I put up with your kids

We both know that no one else on earth would have us
We both know exactly what to expect
We both swipe the sugar packets from the restaurant
Then we dine and dash and high-tail it back home
I just want to be thin and pretty
You just want to be Conway Twitty
In your leisure suit
Purchasing a minor league baseball team
Folks may think we're newlyweds
I got Hello Darling swimming in my head
While you're drinking Jameson
Won't you let me have a little sip
Well I guess I kind of like you a little bit
And I guess that's why I put up with your kids

We both know that no one else on earth would have us
We both know exactly what to expect
We both swipe the steak knives from the restaurant
Then we dine and dash and high-tail it back home
I can't complain when you walk in late
Because truth be told I was on a date
But your mac and cheese is sitting in the microwave
Check the cupboard I'm sure you'll
Find them girl scout cookies because I read your mind
I wasn't going to buy them but you knew that I'd cave
Well I guess I kind of like you a little bit
And I guess that's why I put up with your kids
You know that mac and cheese
I put hot dogs in it and
I guess that's why you put up with my shit

Written by:
Karyn Schafer

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