(Sing in your best country voice – the tune doesn’t matter.)
Oh, I came home from my meeting
to find shards upon the floor.
Why’d you bust my dishes?
Don’t you love me anymore?
I thought Corelle was unbustable,
turns out I was so wrong.
Now I’ve got dirty, busted shards
to help me sing my song.
OH!
Dirty, busted shards!
Once you covered spaghetti.
Dirty, busted shards!
Like Mario Andretti –
You raced across my floor
and covered it with broken glass.
Sticky pieces stuck to wood,
such a pain in the…
Dirty, busted shards!
All over the room.
Dirty, busted shards!
Lloyd ‘couldn’t find the broom’.
(one more time)
Dirty, busted shards!
I’m not gonna quar-rel.
Dirty, busted shards!
I’m gonna sue Corelle.
(Repeat until out of beer and trucks.)