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like a japanese cowboy
or a brother on skates like a blizzard in Georgia or a train runnin' late i call out your name girl in the heat of the night and nobody answers coz somethin' ain't right breakfast at Shawny's at $2.99 saved me me some money and eased up my mind i'm walkin' in circles and feelin' the pain i'm tossin' and turnin' and cryin' in vain like a japanese cowboy or a brother on skates like a blizzard in Georgia or a train runnin' late i call out your name girl in the heat of the night and nobody answers coz somethin' ain't right here we go.. (solo) i'm ridin' at midnight and crossin' the line from the rain in my windshield and the tears in my eyes now the bedroom is empty and i spent my last dime and the lovers are leavin' i got nothin' but time i got you on my mind like a japanese cowboy or a brother on skates like a blizzard in Georgia or a train runnin' late i call out your name girl in the heat of the night and nobody answers coz somethin' ain't right |
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Shakin' that stick and drivin' me crazy Your eyes look red and hazy Doin' that stuff that you do Messin' me up with your voodoo You drive me crazy with that Boogie oogie oogie oogie oogie You drive me crazy with that Boogie boogie boogie Your lips are hot and spicy Servin' up red beans and rice At midnite she's a' howlin' and stompin' Makin' love to the gators in the swampin' ( ) I feel you now inside me Never once did you deny me Doin' that stuff that you do Knockin' me out with your voodoo |
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mister richard smoker
you're a poopey poker chardonnay & cocaine in the spa cigarettes and coffee breath little boys on crystal meth tonight we'll tango in the street you eat dog meat mister richard smoker you're a chicken choker tonight you're gonna let it all hang out pantihose and aqua net smokin' menthol cigarettes tonight we'll tango in the street you eat dog meat smoke! (solos) you eat dog meat mister richard smoker you're an Ono Yoker cognac and black coffee with the boys dancin' in your buster browns whirlin' to the techno sounds your hands are wet your hair is slick you smoke big dick mister richard smoker you're a velvet coker Bruce and Geoff will pick you up at ten goin' out dancin' in the city friday night gotta look pretty tonight we'll tango in the street you eat dog meat |
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Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun? I can't put my finger on it. Is it green, is it red Is it alive or is it dead I can't put my finger on it Scathe with a lathe All the days in the past I can't put my finger on it Is it brown, is it white Is it really outta sight I can't put my finger on it Can it squeal, does it squirm If it's fresh will it burn? I can't put my finger on it Can it fly, will it try If the wings are still wet? I can't put my finger on it Can it heal, is it real Can it feel the threads of time? I can't put my finger on it Does it glow, will it shine Does it leave a trail of slime I can't put my finger on it Are you surprised when I touch the dwarf inside? <i>[Repeat three times]</i> <i>[Repeat first verse]</i> |
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Mister, would you please help my pony?
He's over there behind the tree He's down in the dirt, would ya help him? I think it's his lung Mister would you please help my pony? He's chewin' bark and not the leaves He's cryin' like a baby, would you help him? I think it's his lung Mister, would you please help my pony? He's down - He ain't gettin' up He coughed up snot in the driveway And I think his lung's fucked up Pony, Pony, Pony Mister, would you please help my pony? He's over there lookin' at me He can't talk because he's a pony I think it's his lung <i>[Repeat first verse]</i> |
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