Pissed In My Boot

[Verse 1]
Well I walked in late to the county fair
Dust on my jeans, big red lawn chair
Thought I’d seen it all in this two-stop town
Till I saw those chaps and I damn near fell down
[Chorus]
I pissed in my boot from laughing
Tears on my face, knees on the floor
That wild little dance kept happening
I couldn’t aim for the outhouse door
If dumb had a crown, it was you in that suit
Lord have mercy, I pissed in my boot
[Verse 2]
You tried a fancy trippin’ side-step spin
Hit that mud slick, slid again
Crowd went silent, then we lost control
I snorted so hard I about drowned my soul (oh Lord)
[Chorus]
I pissed in my boot from laughing
Tears on my face, knees on the floor
That wild little dance kept happening
I couldn’t aim for the outhouse door
If dumb had a crown, it was you in that suit
Lord have mercy, I pissed in my boot
[Bridge]
Mama always said, “Girl, act cute”
But she never warned ’bout a leaky boot
If laughter’s a sin, then I’m halfway gone
’Cause I’m still gigglin’, just thinkin’ ’bout that song (hey!)
[Chorus]
I pissed in my boot from laughing
Tears on my face, knees on the floor
That wild little dance kept happening
I couldn’t aim for the outhouse door
If love had a spark, it might start with a hoot
But tonight my heart’s in a drenched old boot

country, Upbeat comedy country with female vocals; bright acoustic guitars and twangy banjo, steady train-beat brushes on snare, bouncy upright bass. Verses stay close and talky, like stand-up with a drawl; choruses open up with stacked harmonies and a big, shout-along hook. Occasional pedal steel fills to underline punchlines, tight 2-minute barroom energy., comedy