Lyrics
Verse 1
I key up the mic on channel nineteen
Big talk rolling off my tongue
Call every driver a slow-moving fool
Runnin my mouth just for fun
Then somebody fires one back at me
And my whole voice starts to shake
I dish out plenty of mean
But I sure can't take
Pre-Chorus
My hands start sweating on that CB
My pride gets awful thin
I holler real loud till the answer comes
Then I wanna go cry in my rig
Chorus
I'm a big-mouth bully on the radio
Talk tough till the tables turn
I'm a big-mouth bully on the radio
Give it but I can't return
Hand me the mic and I'm ten feet tall
Hand me a mirror and I fall
Verse 2
I don't pay the rent on this double-wide
My sweet darlin covers the bills
She drives off daily to a real job
While I sit and count my thrills
I told the whole channel I own this town
Then she hollered from the other room
Boy get a job and pay the man
And I went quiet real soon
Pre-Chorus
My hands start sweating on that CB
My courage starts to melt
I bark real big at total strangers
But crumble at what I'm dealt
Chorus
I'm a big-mouth bully on the radio
Talk tough till the tables turn
I'm a big-mouth bully on the radio
Give it but I can't return
Hand me the mic and I'm ten feet tall
Hand me a mirror and I fall
Bridge
Big rigs, big talk, big empty noise
Small man behind the sound
I holler, I huff, I fold up fast
When somebody stands their ground
Chorus
I'm a big-mouth bully on the radio
Talk tough till the tables turn
I'm a big-mouth bully on the radio
Give it but I can't return
Hand me the mic and I'm ten feet tall
Hand me a mirror and I fall
Outro
Ten-four good buddy
I'm heading home to do the dishes

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