My Inlaws Are Outlaws

My in-laws are outlaws So I stay on my toes 'Cause anything can happen Yeah, anything could go I have to lock up my ol' tool box And hide all my fishin' gear 'Cause my in-laws are outlaws But they ain't wanted here She may not be like Bonnie ANd he ain't exactly Clyde They don't carry tommy-guns But they tote big pocket knives I don't turn my back for nothin' Though there's nothin' for me to fear My in-laws are outlaws But they ain't wanted here I call 'em Mom and Dad And they both call me son I'd like to call 'em lots of things But I just bite my tongue We say we love each other But Lord knows we ain't sincere 'Cause my in-laws are outlaws But they ain't wanted here 'Cause he drinks all my whiskey And she drinks all the wine They tell us how to raise our kids While theirs are doing time They've worn out their welcome And my favorite easy chair My in-laws are outlaws But they ain't wanted here Yeah, I bet no one would miss 'em If they just happened to disappear My in-laws are outlaws But they ain't wanted here Yeah, my in-laws are outlaws But they ain't wanted here