He don't know what it means . . .

He's the one, who likes all our pretty songs;

And he likes to sing along; and he likes to shoot his gun;

But he don't know what it means; don't know what it means

And I say... yeaahh

He's the one, who likes all our pretty songs;

And he likes to sing along; and he likes to shoot his gun;

But he don't know what it means; don't know what it means

Don't know what it means; don't know what it means

And I say... yeaahh