Where to Start

Daddy help me pick it up, momma help me put it down
(Going/Crawling) down my (face?) and swing my dick around the town
All the yellow-haired girls gonna get pumping in the spring
Gotta lace up the boots, it just don't mean a thing

And the hardest part
And the hardest part
Is knowing just where to start

I know I won't remember, but I'm gonna get it anyway
As sure as I reckon, I'll regret it someday
Momma help me put it down, you left pa high and dry
He's too old to start again, but too damn young to die

And the hardest part
And the hardest part
Is knowing just where to start