Lyrics

I been starin’ at you and I knew that we would meet eventually
You’re all dressed up and sittin’ here all alone
How ‘bout I pay for your drink and you pay a little bit of attention to me
And at the end of the night, well, maybe you’ll invite me home

Well, you can buy me a beer and I’m sure you really want to dance with me
You’re a fine lookin’ guy, and I’m sorry that you’re not my type
See that cute little gal over there? Well, we’re from the same family
But we’re not sisters, man, that’s my wife

So you say you’re not sisters?
We’re not just friends
Well you mean you’re like a couple?
Yeah, a couple of lesbians

I’m on the road all week with temptation all around at every bar I play
And when I get home she treats me better than I deserve
We’re raisin’ three kids on a country singer’s salary
But I could never go straight, I love the shape of her fine-ass curves

“Hey, man, how ‘bout that one on the left?”
“Oh, Greg, she’s not your type.”
“What do you mean, she’s not my type? She’s totally hot.”
“I mean, she’s her type.”

No, they’re not sisters
They’re not just friends
Yeah, they’re like a couple
A couple of lesbians

No, we’re not sisters
We’re not just friends
Yeah, we’re like a couple
A couple of lesbians

Well, we both wear the pants and we both like to buy cute underwear
It’s nice to know that I always have a Valentine
When we get ready for church, she’s the one who always does my hair
That woman is a dream come true, dude, she’s so divine

No, we’re not sisters (“They’re not sisters?”)
We’re not just friends (“No, they’re not just friends.” “Huh.”)
Yeah, we’re like a couple (“Oh, a couple.”)
A couple of lesbians

No, they’re not sisters
They’re not just friends
They’re like a couple
A couple of lesbians

Yeah, we’re like a couple
A couple of lesbians!