G Am(7)
Wanna have some quality time with my son
C G
So I brought him down to the fishin hole
G Am(7)
Didnt like the feelin of that worm in his hand
C D
Got mad, threw down his fishin pole
G Am(7)
Said thats all right son lets go and get an ice cream
C G
Let your old man buy you a treat
G Am(7)
But he didnt like no flavors up upon that wall
C D
Started crying and ran into the street
G B
Hes an a**hole, my kids an a**hole
C G
I swear he just dont float my boat
G B
Always crying, always crying,
C G
made me wanna punch him in his little throat
(that’s basically the entire song, and the at the very end…)
C G
Im on a real a**hole streak
C G
I could open an a**hole boutique
C G
I think this song has reached its peak
C G
Goodbye you a**holes, see you next week