I'ts like a deathrow hard on, two minutes too late...

The story:

My boyfriend (now husband) and I were driving in the car and listening to the sing and I was singing along at the top of my lungs. When he heard what I sang he nearly crashed the car... Once he told me the correct lyrics, he asked me why I thought "deathrow hard on" was correct... Well, you know how a chicken will run around for a few minutes after it's head has been cut off because the nerves are still working... you get my point.