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Open up them engines
let em roar
tearin up the highway
like a pickled dinosaur
open up them engines
let em roar
tearin up the highway
like a big old dinosaur
And the war of the enzymes
And the war of the end times
You know the preacher lights the coal.
You know the preacher likes the cold.
I need a cup of coffee and a cup of Dallas' change.
I need a cup of coffee and a couple of dollars' change.
When you're ready we can share the line
Call me.
When you're ready we can share the wine
Call me.
You're dropping out,
my hat is getting low
You're dropping out,
my battery is low
Married in a coma
Canary in a coal mine
Your kiss is hurting me.
Your kiss is heavenly.
Can I play with magnets?
Can I play with madness?
Can I trust you not to fart?
Can I trust you with my heart?
The sushi bar on Christmas Eve
The shoes she bought on Christmas Eve
Can't catch pneumonia.
Can't fight the moonlight, no.
You can't fight the moonlight gnomes.
You can't fight the moonlight, no.
Can't f**k the moonlight
Nooo you can't f**k it
Can't fight the moonlight
Noooo, you can't fight it
You can't f*** the moon tonight.
You can't fight the moonlight.
Baby, all I've got's this Speedo in a bag.
Baby, all I've got's this beat up leather bag.
All I got is this beat up leather bag
And everything I own, don't Phillip have.
All I got is this beat up leather bag
And everything I own don't fill up half.
Baby, all I've got's this beat up leather bag
And everything I own don't fill a path.
Baby, all I've got's this beat up leather bag
And everything I own don't fill up half.
Do the kids still spend Saturday nights drivin'
'Round Hamburger Town?
Do the kids still spend Saturday nights drivin'
'Round Hamburger Dan's?
"Carry On Wayward Son" by
Kansas
(Carry on) Yeah, I now have a splinter
(Carry on) You will always remember
To sing the blues you've got to let the Jews carry on
To sing the blues you've got to live the tunes and carry on
Why don't killers make us strong?
What don't kill us make us strong.
Constipation calls, come on!
Celebrate good times, come on!
Sale on grey shirts time, buy one!
Celebrate good times, come on!
Salmon eat red slime, come on!
Celebrate good times, come on!
We'll be real world bachelors. Jack-hasslin' millionaires.
We'll be real world bachelor jack-ass millionaires.
Chains, chains, chocolates and chains
Chains, chains, shackles & chains
Every time I leave you
I keep running out of change.
Every time I leave you
I keep running out of chain.
Oh yeah, I woke this morning an' the gerbil a' miss
I had the telephone ringing and her cat on my chest
Oh, yeah I woke up this mornning in a terrible miss
I had the telephone ringing and her cat on my chest
Oh yeah, I woke up this mornin' and the gerbil 'a miss
I had the telephone ringin' and her cat on my chest
Oh yeah, I woke up this mornin' in a terrible mess
I had the telephone ringin' and her cat on my chest
I was playin' you for a fool
Breakin' love prayer, she rules.
I was playin' you for a fool
Breakin' love's precious rules.
Beer Billy cans in the Pale Moonlight
Pyamid of cans in the Pale Moonlight
Never knew how much a money water meant to me.
Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me.
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
It gets hotter than a blue jacuzzi.
Way down yonder on the Chattachoocee
It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie.
We laid rubber on a Georgia a** farm.
Well, we laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt.
Well, we laid rubber on George's a**-fault.
Well, we laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt.
We got a great picture of what's his name.
Well, we can't even spell it.
We got a great pitcher, what's his name.
Well, we can't even spell it.
When I think about chicken
I think about you eating.
When I think about cheating
I think about you leaving.
Jack Casserole
Check yes or no.
Jack Yesser knows.
Check yes or no.
Jackass or no?
Check yes or no.
I used to sit beside Marilu Henner
I used to sit beside Emmylou Hayes
Jack has to know
Check yes or no.
Jackass Ramone
Check yes or no.
She's my cherry pie
Put a smile on your face
Pimp my ride.
She's my cherry pie
Put a smile on your face
Ten miles wide.
As her mind was in traffic
As her mind was a-draggin'
Poison play, poison play, poison
Pause it, play it, pause it, play it, pause it
Jack Frost never at your nose
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Chuckey's in love
or
Junkies in love
Chuck E's in love
Editor's note: This performer's name is spelled RickIE Lee Jones, not RickY... or anything variant. Please do your research if you are not sure of the spelling of something; don't just assume something to be true without checking the album.
"A Church, A Courtroom, and the Goodbye" by
Patsy Cline
Then the purple stole into the records.
Then the clerk wrote our story in the record.
Didn't know a 4 x 4 could go so slow.
I didn't know this bored-out Ford could go so slow.
I didn't know a '49 Ford could go so slow.
I didn't know this bored-out Ford could go so slow.
I didn't know a boring old Ford could go so slow.
I didn't know this bored-out Ford could go so slow.
A couple wanted songs
A couple hundred songs
I've been counting up and ruthless
I've been kind and I've been ruthless
The cabarets and honky tonks -- their flashing signs and vibes --
A broken heart to lose itself in the glow of city lights.
The cabarets and honky tonks -- their flashing signs invite
A broken heart to lose itself in the glow of city lights.
The cabarets and honky tonks, their flashing signs and vibes,
A broken heart to lose itself in the glow of city lights.
The cabarets and honky tonks, their flashing signs invite
A broken heart to lose itself in the glow of city lights.
All along the southbound hard to sea
The train pulls out to Kentucky.
All along the southbound Odyssey
The train pulls out to Kankakee.
John is big and deaf raised deep and deaf
Where he just finally wound up
Is anybody deaf
Linda married someone.
John i's big in cattle, Ray is deep in debt
Where Mavis finally wound up
Is anybody's bet
Linda married Sonny.
Johnny's big in cattle raised deep in debt
Where he just finally wound up
Is anybody's bet
Linda married Sudden?
Johnny's big in cattle, Ray is deep in debt
Where Mavis finally wound up
Is anybody's bet
Linda married Sonny?
Bob works for the city and Jackson Land Research,
Bob works for the city and Jack's in lab research.
Bob works for the city and Jackson Land we search
Bob works for the city and Jack's in lab research.
"Cleaning Out My Closet" by
Eminem
I didn't mean to make you high.
I didn't mean to make you cry.
I'm happy, I'm feeling glad, I've got sunshine, in my pants!
I'm happy, I'm feeling glad, I've got sunshine, in a bag!
The closer in Paris and further in France
The closer you get, the further I fall
The closer you get to Burlington Coat (Factory)
The closer you get, the further I fall
May your pleasures be many, your troubles be too.
or
May your treasures be many, your troubles be blue.
or
May your pleasures be many, your troubles be true.
or
May your pleasures be many, your troubles be through.
May your pleasures be many, your troubles be few.
Me and you
Rendezvous
In the club on Piano Street.
Me and you
Rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street.
That's where we'll meet,
Me and you, someday soon
In the cloud with the yellow streak.
That's where we'll meet,
Me and you rendezvous
In the club at the end of the street.
The cat sets tail
You can't sit still
All night, head to toe
Come on, come on, let's hold Flo
All mine, head to toe
Come on, come on, whistle, blow.
Why can't I freeze your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?
Cold engine light
Cold day in July
You Buddhist fool, my arms are empty.
The moon is full, my arms are empty.
Your boob is full, my arms are empty.
The moon is full, my arms are empty.
Mexico shopping
That's a cold shot, babe.
Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of doors
or
Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of nowhere
Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of Dover.
The party is be why oh well
So bring your old love you once felt.
The party is B.Y.O.L.
So bring your old love you once felt.
Don't even have to find a hitch
Don't even have to fight it
Come on Eileen
Oh, I smell like green beans.
Come on Eileen
Oh, I swear (what he means)
Go on and lolly
Come on Eileen
So come on get high
So come on get higher
Come on in, baby take your clothes off
Come on in, baby take your coat off
Come on, Noah Come on, Lynn
Come on over Come on in
Come on, Noah.
Come on over.
In the middle of a Charleston night we ran into Jessica White.
In the middle of a Charleston night we ran into Jesco White
Editor's note: This line seems to be disputed; some lyrics sites give Jessica as the correct lyric, whereas others give Jesco. That being said, until I see the liner notes of the album, or a member of Big And Rich enunciates the lyric, I'm leaving it this way.
We'll be flyin' higher than a Carolina.
We'll be flyin' higher than a jet airliner.
Come with me
Someone who's got testes
Committment
Someone who's got just what it takes
Who's plain funky?
Who's playin' for keeps?
I'm never gonna find you vacant
I'm never gonna find you faking
A name is written on a polished rock.
Her name is written on a polished rock.
Conquer the angel.
Concrete angel
In a world where she cares as a bird.
In a world where she can't rise above.
In a world where she carries a bird
In a world where she can't rise above
In a world where she carries above
In a world where she can't rise above
If you're gonna get drunk and hold my kidney.
If you don't get drunk on my kiss.
If my lyric was correct, I'd be gone too.
Looks like we got us a Con Boy.
Looks like we got us a convoy.
Looks like we got us a John-Boy.
Looks like we got us a convoy.
Looks like we got us a corn boy
Looks like we got us a convoy.
I fancy this, I fancy that
I want a piece of flesh.
I fancy this, I fancy that
I wanna be so flash.
The score is with the corporal.
The squaw is with the corporal.
The squaw with the cool pussy is tied against the tree
The squaw is with the corporal, she is tied against the tree
Dan, can you see that bickering tree?
Dan, can you see that big green tree?
Anolona, or the Savannahs
At the Copa, Copacabana
They got a streamlined backhoe there.
Wake up screaming like I'm back over there.
That's the last time I'll need HBO plastic
That's the last time I'll need angioplasty
Ready to come and ready to go
Ready to come from Kathmandu
Where did you come from, where did you go?
Where did you come from, Cotton-Eyed Joe?
Editor's notes: (1) The title of this song is "Cotton Eye Joe", not "Cotton Eyed Joe" (there's no 'd' in the title). (2) Please don't use emojis when submitting entries; such symbols make the entry hard to read.
Ready to come, ready to go,
Ready to come to Kathmandu
Where did you come from, where did you go?
Where did you come from, Cotton-Eyed Joe?
Where did you come from, where did you go?
Where did you come from? Katmandu
or
Where did you come from, where did you go?
Where did you come from, Cotton-Eyed Jewel?
Where did you come from, where did you go?
Where did you come from, Cotton-Eyed Joe?
When I was a little pretty baby
When I was a little bitty baby
I heard you just got married
Took him up on Hollywoo.
or
I heard you just got married
Took him up on all alone.
I heard you just got married
Took a month-long honeymoon.
Baby, I've been, I've been losing sheep.
Baby I've been, I've been losing sleep.
'Cuz wouldn't them boys raise no shotguns?
'Cuz we're them ole boys raised on shotguns.
And we can skin a buck; we can run a truck line
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line
I live back in the woods, you see
A woman and the kids, and a dog that's mean
I live back in the woods, you see
A woman and the kids, and the dogs and me
One of them boys brings his own shotgun.
'Cause one them ol' boys raised a shotgun
And she asked me if sometime I could fix her fawn
And she asked me if sometime I could fix her barn
And I love to hear a fiddle play and counting out jokes.
And I love to hear a fiddle playing Cotton-Eyed Joe.
Took a little drink from a jug of moonshine
Didn't have a taste for it and almost died.
Took a little drink from a jug of moonshine
Didn't have a chaser and almost died.
Ain't nothing on the world can make you fall in love
Like a night at the county fair.
Ain't nothing I know of can make you fall in love
Like a night at the county fair.
"Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue" by
Toby Keith
'Cause we'll put a bull in your eye
It's the American way.
or
'Cause we'll put a bullet your eye
It's the American way.
or
''Cause we'll put a bull up your ass, it's the American way
'Cause we'll put a boot in your ass
It's the American way.
This is the lyric Peter Jennings found objectionable, resulting in Keith being pulled from ABC's Fourth of July television special.
"Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue" by
Toby Keith
'Cause we'll put a bull in your eye
It's the American way.
or
'Cause we'll put a bullet your eye
It's the American way.
or
'Cause we'll put a bull up your a**, it's the American way.
'Cause we'll put a boot in your a**
It's the American way.
"Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue" by
Toby Keith
'Cause we'll put a bullet in your a**
It's the American way.
'Cause we'll put a boot in your a**
It's the American way.
"Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue" by
Toby Keith
I brought to you in Tennessee
All brought to you courtesy
"Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue" by
Toby Keith
My daddy served at the Hardee's
My daddy served in the Army
"Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue" by
Toby Keith
My daddy served in the Arby's
My daddy served in the Army
Arby's is a fast food chain known for their roast beef sandwiches.
"Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue" by
Toby Keith
When we see a grown man crying
When we see Old Glory flying
"Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue" by
Toby Keith
‘til the day that he tried
‘til the day that he died
You won't let me be slow
You won't let me Face love alone
For a glass of Blatz we'd whine
Pour a glass of that sweet wine
It won't be your week if you turn the other cheek
It won't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek
Promise me, sung...
Promise me, son...
So you don't have to bite
Son, you don't have to fight
the cattle and boys came callin'
the Gatlin boys came callin'
Candy corn and misery
Candy-coated misery
I've got a wife that most would love to have.
I've got a life that most would love to have.
Calgon, take me away!
Cowboy, take me away!
Calgon, take me away!
Cowboy, take me away!
Ecxept for me big you.
Except for maybe you.
Hobo take me away
Cowboy take me away
Howard, take me away
Cowboy, take me away
Hurl this girl as high as you can
Fly this girl as high as you can
I wanna grow something wild and wooly.
I wanna grow something wild and unruly.
I wanna grow something wild on the moon.
I wanna grow something wild and unruly.
On a pillow of blue vomit
On a pillow of bluebonnets
On a pillow of bubonic
On a pillow of bluebonnets
Calgon, take me away
Cowboy, take me away
Cracklin' rose, youze a starboard woman.
Cracklin' Rose, you're a store bought woman.
I ain't cranky
I ain't ready
She knows she loves rocky road
She knows how to rock and roll
Cannon Ball!!
All aboard!
Hands on a crowbar, is what we've become
Heirs of the cold war, that's what we've become.
Trogdor!
All aboard!
Trogdor is a reference to the internet cartoon, Strong Bad (which of course did not exist when this song came out).
So let me retire, so let me die.
So let it be written, so let it be done.
"Crooked Little Heart" by Susan Haynes
My crooked little horse
My crooked little heart
I'm gonna lick that floor 'til the day I die
I'm gonna love that boy 'til the day I die
It's a little Greek novel
It's a little creek now
The marbles that you ate are standing stately in the hall
The marble statuettes are standing, stately in the hall
Could you cry a little?
And not just a little.
Could you cry a little?
Lie just a little.
Could you cry a little?
And not just the tittle.
Could you cry a little?
Lie just a little.
Could you cry a little?
Die just a little.
Could you cry a little?
Lie just a little.
I came, not wanting, nothing in return
I gave, now I want, something in return
I gave no money or something in return.
I gave, now I'm wanting something in return.
I gave no money
Somethin' in return.
I gave now I'm wanting
Somethin' in return.
If I had just won
If I had just one
If your love could be caged, honey I would hold the key
And conceal it underneath the powdered glass you've given me
If you'd hunt your life - baby all you'd ever find
Would be all you'd have to know: you need to be mine
or
If you'd hunt those lights - baby all you'd ever find
That'd be all you'd have to know; you need to be thine.
If your love could be caged, honey I would hold the key
And conceal it underneath the pile of lies you handed me
And you'd hunt and those lies - they'd be all you'd ever find
And that'd be all you'd have to know for me to be fine.
The pot of lies you handed me.
The pile of lies you handed me.
And laughed by destiny.
And left by destiny.