Gotta luv that southern grammar. Proud as peaches yelling it all out not even realizing how ignorant they sound. Glad to see you're not ashamed of not being educated. Bless your heart.
You just brought back a funny memory that I haven't thought of in years. Hearing this song sung by a woman with a southern accent makes it feel familiar; your voice is similar to my mom's in her younger years. My late mother used to get folks stomping and hooting along at open mic nights in Nashville with it. (This was back in the 90's, when they didn't care that I was 8 years old and eating peanuts at the bar while my mom was on stage.) I don't know if this is an "official lyric" or something she came up with, but I know mom grew up with the much older (1960's?) version of the song. She would play it sped up a bit faster than you did in this video, and would sing it with a big grin on her face- after all, Plastic Jesus had her back. So there she was, big blonde hair and fringe on her sleeves, grinning like she'd got away with something, and she'd sing: "If I'm pulled over late at night, I know it'll be all right, the officer won't even start to ask- Plastic Jesus covers me, because his screws off you see; my Plastic Jesus doubles as my flask." Thanks for the memory!
What a beautiful comment to receive. This video is a few years old now and I’m so grateful that you felt so impacted. She sounded like an incredible woman. God bless you.
