My Inlaws Are Outlaws

	作曲 : Bates, Hill
	(Jeff Bates/Byron Hill)
	My in-laws are outlaws
	So I stay on my toes '
	Cause anything can happen
	Yeah, anything could go
	I have to lock up my ol' tool box
	And hide all my fishin' gear '
	Cause my in-laws are outlaws
	But they ain't wanted here
	She may not be like
	Bonnie ANd he ain't exactly
	Clyde They don't carry tommy-guns
	But they tote big pocket knives
	I don't turn my back for nothin'
	Though there's nothin' for me to fear
	My in-laws are outlaws
	But they ain't wanted here
	I call 'em
	Mom and Dad
	And they both call me son
	I'd like to call 'em lots of things
	But I just bite my tongue
	We say we love each other
	But Lord knows we ain't sincere '
	Cause my in-laws are outlaws
	But they ain't wanted here '
	Cause he drinks all my whiskey
	And she drinks all the wine
	They tell us how to raise our kids
	While theirs are doing time
	They've worn out their welcome
	And my favorite easy chair
	My in-laws are outlaws
	But they ain't wanted here
	Yeah, I bet no one would miss 'em
	If they just happened to disappear
	My in-laws are outlaws
	But they ain't wanted here
	Yeah, my in-laws are outlaws
	But they ain't wanted here

	zuò qǔ : Bates, Hill
	Jeff Bates Byron Hill
	My inlaws are outlaws
	So I stay on my toes '
	Cause anything can happen
	Yeah, anything could go
	I have to lock up my ol' tool box
	And hide all my fishin' gear '
	Cause my inlaws are outlaws
	But they ain' t wanted here
	She may not be like
	Bonnie ANd he ain' t exactly
	Clyde They don' t carry tommyguns
	But they tote big pocket knives
	I don' t turn my back for nothin'
	Though there' s nothin' for me to fear
	My inlaws are outlaws
	But they ain' t wanted here
	I call ' em
	Mom and Dad
	And they both call me son
	I' d like to call ' em lots of things
	But I just bite my tongue
	We say we love each other
	But Lord knows we ain' t sincere '
	Cause my inlaws are outlaws
	But they ain' t wanted here '
	Cause he drinks all my whiskey
	And she drinks all the wine
	They tell us how to raise our kids
	While theirs are doing time
	They' ve worn out their welcome
	And my favorite easy chair
	My inlaws are outlaws
	But they ain' t wanted here
	Yeah, I bet no one would miss ' em
	If they just happened to disappear
	My inlaws are outlaws
	But they ain' t wanted here
	Yeah, my inlaws are outlaws
	But they ain' t wanted here