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​Six Pack From Trouble

This song is by O.B. McClinton and appears on the album Obie From Senatobie (1973).

Sitting here watching you look at her
And I know what you're thinking and I don't blame you one bit
She sure looks good, and I would if I could
But I can't anymore cause good sense made me quit

She's a six pack of trouble, she's a pint of rot gut booze
If you think you're low down
She'll put you right down in your shoes

I remember one time I searched all night
And came home and cried 'cause I couldn't find her nowhere
She took off with a guy named Clyde
That plays in a band in a small town south of here
After a couple of days she came home
With her clothes in an old brown sack
I didn't say much I was so glad to get her back

I don't care what she does anymore
I just come here 'cause I like the band
Sometimes she smiles and waves at me like some old friend
That she don't understand

So buy her beer and tell her a lie friend
She'll let you take her home
But when you leave in the morning just make sure you leave alone

She's a six pack of trouble, she's a pint of rot gut booze
If you think you're low now
She'll put you right down in your shoes