Tim McGraw: 'You're living in my house / And I'm living in a tent / And don't laugh, this second job of mine / Is paying both our rents' (Music Video)
September 5th, 2007 by Glenn Sacks, MA for Fathers & Families
"You're living in my house / And I'm living in a tent / And don't laugh, this second job of mine / Is paying both our rents...Your ketchup's in the bag / And her check is in the mail / I hope your chicken's raw inside / And I hope your bun is stale..."
Country & Western singer Tim McGraw performs many songs about fatherhood and family, and his words and observations are often dead-on. One example is his song Grown Men Don't Cry (see my blog post Tim McGraw: '...my little girl says 'I love you dad'), another is his 2006 song My Little Girl (see my blog post Tim McGraw: 'You've had me wrapped around your finger since the day you were born').
In his 2004 song Do You Want Fries With That?, McGraw sympathetically examines the raw deal given many divorced fathers. There wasn't a music video for the song (as far as I can tell), but you can listen to the song and view a photo montage by clicking here. The full lyrics to the song are below.
To hear and read about another good divorced dad song, see my blog post 'The park is full of Sunday fathers and melted ice cream...' about Sting's song "I'm So Happy I Can't Stop Crying."
Do You Want Fries With That?
Tim McGraw
I thought that was your voice
I thought that was my car
Now we ain't ever met before
But I know who you are
You're living in my house
And I'm living in a tent
And don't laugh, this second job of mine
Is paying both our rents
You're out here buying Happy Meals
And I'm eating rice and pintos
You so much as crack a smile at me, man
I'll come through this here window
Well you took my wife
And you took my kids
And you took that life
That I used to live
My pride, the pool, the boat, my tools, my dreams, the dog, the cat
Yeah I think that's just about everything
Oh I almost forgot
Do you want fries with that?
Your ketchup's in the bag
And her check is in the mail
I hope your chicken's raw inside
And I hope your bun is stale
I'm supposed to tell you
"Please come back"
But how bout this instead?
I hope you both choke on a pickle
Man, that would tickle me to death
I don't know what you're waiting on
You're holding up the line
Oh man, you ain't got no change coming back
Are you out of your mind?
Well you took my wife
And you took my kids
And you took that life
That I used to live
My pride, the pool, the boat, my tools, my dreams, the dog, the cat
Yeah reckon that's all there is
Do you want fries with that?
Here's your nuggets.
Don't you....
Hey don't laugh at me you.....
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September 5th, 2007 at 12:08 pm
Jeez, I had no idea Tim McGraw wrote stuff like this. That's almost punk rock in attitude. Talk about politically incorrect. Nice job, Tim! Thanks for posting Glenn.
September 5th, 2007 at 3:06 pm
Politically incorrect, but factually and economically descriptive of the very real male slave camp which America has become -- one in which those having themisfortune to be born the wrong gender (male) are forced into labor at which they dare not falter, lest they be arrested at gunpoint and thrown into prison.
The reasonable premise of providing appropriately for children has been severely explioted and taken to the other-worldly extreme of making men into effective chattel labor owned co-jointly by the female who exploited a man's sperm to exercise HER free reproductive choice, and a state which needs a "purpose" to keep its elected officials in office, and their numerous bumbling crownies employed at taxpayer expense in ever-expanding agencies fueled and funded by the American man-slave labor camp.
America is rotting from within and there is no greater stench of rot than that flowing from the pens of corrupt "family" (sic) court judges, noting that moral corruption and corruption of purpose is every bit as dangerous to society if not more so than "cash for deeds" corruption, and as the evidence shows, America's family courts have indulged deeply in all three.
Rotting from within is the worst kind of socioeconomic disease process because it is the type of disease process which is noticed least -- and therefore progresses the most and does the most damage -- before enough responsible people take notice and attempt intervene. But in this case, the disease process is both fueled and defended by the considerable loot extracted from families in "family" (sic) court, and male slaves under the forced labor contracts issued by that court.
Sick, sick, sick.
September 5th, 2007 at 5:41 pm
I think the some of the nergy is misplaced, against the other man. My own feeling is that the same other man is just too naive to think the same thing can happen to him, a few years on. Myself, I can't deny the hurt when I think of the 'other guy' tousling my kid's hair or giving them a hug, but I still think it's the lady who has best earned my resentment, having worked so hard to keep me away, and told the kids to call him dad. The kids, and the fellow, would not have done that on their own. If he is a real low-life, the lady still bears half the blame. If he's not, she bears more than half.
September 5th, 2007 at 10:11 pm
Andy S.,
Keep this in mind, that other guy is a real loser who couldn't find a woman who hadn't already chosen another man -- you.
When I see some guy who has no kids of his own, positioning himself into another man's family in this fashion, I think "loser", "parasite", "pretender", and "possible pedophile".
What you can do is do everything in your power to live a good an noble life and make yourself a model individual worthy of emulation by your children and others. If you do, your children will figure out what is what, and who is to be believed, which means that naysayers against you are NOT to be believed.
If you allow her to drag you down into a painful depression, and thereby slowly destroy yourself, if only partially, you will have handed her yet another victory and effectively made her lies to your kids into truth. Don't give her that victory Andy. Don't do it.
Hold you head up high. Live an honorable life. Be an exemplary person. Your kids will find their way back to you.
Believe me.
You can kill any liar with a legal overdose of truth. At least I think it's still legal for fathers to speak and live the truth in America, for now at least.
September 6th, 2007 at 5:17 am
Andy has a very valid point -that man would not be there if she had not allowed it. She broke her marriage vows.
September 11th, 2007 at 9:26 am
Catchy little tune, undoubtedly geared towards the single divorced male, a big enough market there to be sure...I don't put much stock in the actual sincerity of it..its just a song, written, played and marketed to a target group for the purpose of generating revenue....that's about as much credibility I give it
September 11th, 2007 at 11:59 am
[...] good divorced dad songs include Tim McGraw's Do You Want Fries With That? and Sting's I'm So Happy I Can't Stop Crying, which was also later recorded by Toby Keith. [...]
April 11th, 2008 at 3:08 pm
THE OF DADDY PLEASE DON'T TAKE THE GIRL IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE SONGS BY TIM MCGRAW. I THIINK TIM MCGRAW SHOULD SONG THAT SONG MORE OFTEN, & HOPE TO MEET HIM & HIS FAMILY SOMEDAY.
TASHA