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'Cause you've got no wind to hold her
No wind to fold her
No wind to walk away
And no wind to run
'Cause you've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
On a warm summer's evening
On a train bound for Norway.
On a warm summer's evening
On a train bound for nowhere.
So I handed him my bottle
And he drank the mile of sorrow
So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
You gotta count your money
When you're sittin' at the table.
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table.
I learned it in a Bible.
I'm a genie in a bottle.
I'm a weenie in a bottle.
I'm a genie in a bottle.
I've been cheating in a bottom.
I'm a genie in a bottle.
It's known that your door is always open
And your path is free to watch
It's knowin' that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk.
But not to where I cannot see you walking on the bathrobes
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind.
But not to where I cannot see you walking on the backroads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind.
Aaw, whiskey loves the upper hand
Always give love the upper hand
But I just punched out of this gay karate.
But I just punched out, an' it's paycheck Friday.
Drivin' from work in our olde merry cars.
Drivin' from work in our ordinary cars.
I wanna get drunk and beat somebody.
I wanna get drunk and be somebody.
Well, all week long, I'm a real nobody
But I just punched out and it's big chick Friday.
Well, all week long, I'm a real nobody
But I just punched out and it's paycheck Friday.
I just punched out and it's paycheck Ferrari
I just punched out, an' it's paycheck Friday.
Now she's trying some ice cubes
Now she's trying to ice you
Hey, you, get out of my hair.
Hey, you, get off of my cloud.
Give me ice-cream, Corey!
Give me a scream, Corey!
In the winter or the suppertime
In the winter or the summertime
Get your free gum
Get your freak on
Editor's note: Her last name is spelled with two T's, not one.
Like a shot to my heart
Like a shock to my heart
An old cowpoke went riding out
One Mork and Mindy day.
An old cowpoke went riding out
One dark and windy day.
Ghostwriters in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
Their brands were still on fire and their bosom made of steel.
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel.
Volkswagens in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
Yippee ki yay, Yippee ki yo, the ghost riders in the sky
Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo, the ghost riders in the sky
Yippee-yi-ya, hippies in Ohio, the ghost riders in the sky
Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo, the ghost riders in the sky
An Uncle Poke went riding out
One dark and windy day.
An old cowpoke went riding out
One dark and windy day.
Their brands were still on fire and their balls were made of steel.
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel.
I tell you love, Sister
It starts to p*ss away
It starts to p*ss away
It starts to p*ss away.
I tell you love, Sister
It's just a kiss away
It's just a kiss away
It's just a kiss away.
Oh, Tiller!
He's got a shower
He's got a shower.
War, children!
It's just a shot away
It's just a shot away.
Like a bad movie, she's lookin' groovy
She'd like to score a teenager and I'm 40.
Like a bad movie, she's lookin' through me
She'd like to score some reefer and a 40.
Not some deadbeat debutante standing in an apron
Not some Debbie debutante standing in an apron
Well, what a girl wearing nothing but a smile
And it's out in the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway
Well, what a girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway
Do you sweat so?
Du bist sehr schoen
These German words mean 'you're very beautiful'. The rest of the song is in English.
Doctor Dre
Down to Greece
Girls don't like boys
Girls like cards and money.
Girls don't like boys
Girls like cars and money.
You get nasty blisters
Deep in session
But we haven't been introduced
You get nasty blisters
Du bist sehr schön
But we haven't been introduced
Girls with good tires
Girls with guitars
Lookin' at him just like a lovesick pup
Lookin' at Hendrix like a lovesick pup
We'll feed you up on grizzly bear salsa
or
We'll feed you up on grizzly bear and soy sauce.
We'll fill you up on prickly pear and cholla.
See the man with the lonely eyes
Take a chance, you'll be surprised
See the man with the lonely eyes
Take his hand, you'll be surprised
Don't need a sack of women, I'll just have a stiff drink.
Don't need to psychoanalyze or have a stiff drink....
When I my friends start smokin'
And I can't even drink.
When my head starts spinnin'
And I can't even think.
Because it ain't right that cheese should live alone.
Because it ain't right that she should live alone.
All we are saying, is Skippy's a champ.
All we are saying, is give peace a chance.
Baboon whine again
Bad moon, white again
I imagined him being tired of a girl with a drinking problem. Glycerine representing the drunken fight blowups.
Bad Moon Warrior
Bad moon white again
Bad mood wine again
Bad moon, white again
Kiss her ring
kiss her ring
Glycerine
Glycerine
Kiss the ring.
Glycerine.
Douchey, douchey
Touché, touché
God bless a mirror.
God bless America.
I set out on an aeroplane.
I set out on a narrow way.
Brought down angle from the promised land
or
Drop dowm angles from the promised land
or
Drop dowm angles from the promised land
Brought down angels from the promised land
Go on, West Texas.
God bless Texas.
God blessed Texas with his own pants
God blessed Texas with his own hands
Long-stemmed angels from the promised land
Brought down angels from the promised land
I'll blame you
Hallelujah
'Cause there ain't no doubt, I love this lamb.
'Cause there ain't no doubt, I love this land.
And I won't forget the Marron hoodite.
And I won't forget the men who died.
And I'd gladly stand up
Next to you, and it's in her still today.
And I'd gladly stand up
Next to you, and defend her still today.
'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this way
'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this place
'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
And I gladly stand for Mexico
And I gladly stand up next to you
And I proudly stand up next to you
And I’d gladly stand up next to you
And I won't forget the man in doubt
And I won't forget the man who died
And I'm proud to be a nigger
And I'm proud to be an American
And I'm proud to be in the Caravan
And I'm proud to be an American
As in the Dodge Caravan.
And if Ben Hur still today
And defend her still today
And offend her still today
And defend her still today
And the fan hurts still today
And defend her still today
Confess the USA
God bless the USA
From the legs of Minnesota
From the lakes of Minnesota
And trails Toledo cowboys home again
And trails to lead old cowboys home again
God must be a Cow, Boy! at heart
God must be a cowboy at heart
God says the Queen
A facist have been
or
God gave the Queen
A facelift for free
God save the Queen
Her facist regime
Rolo for a long time
Run on for a long time
Now I know what I'm butt f***ing.
Now I know what I'm up against.
Say a prayer when you're not in school.
I say a prayer when the night is through.
More or less, honey breast, by the tears on my face.
More or less unimpressed by the tears on my face
'Cause some of that stuff don't sound
Much different than diddling.
'Cause some of that stuff don't sound
Much different than Dylan.
He's been writing songs
Speaking out against welcoming Cribbage.
He's been writing songs
Speaking out against wealth and privilege.
Says 'I'm a simple girl myself
Threw up on Long Island'.
Says 'I'm a simple girl myself
Grew up on Long Island.'
She's been plannin' a room on a strip
For ten years in Vegas
She's been playin' in a room on the Strip
For ten years in Vegas
She's gone country, look at them boobs
She's gone country, look at them boots
She's gonna cut me
She's gone country
She's gonna touch me
She's gone country
She’s in the country
She’s gone country
Is she your drink come true?
Is she your dream come true?
Back, back, I hollered to my hound,
Your suposed to keep them from coming around
Black, Black, I hollered to my hound,
Your suposed to keep them from coming around
Bogus members of the 4H Club.
Both were members of the 4H Club.
Earl walked right thru like a staining motor
Earl walked right thru that restraining order
Earl's got a pie.
or
Earl likes chicken thighs.
or
Earl's got a guy.
Earl's got to die.
Goodbye Girl
Goodbye Earl
That Earl's gonna fry.
That Earl had to die.
That girl had to die
That Earl had to die
That girl had to dive.
That Earl had to die.
Those black-eyed peas,
they tasted un-ripe to me, Earl
Those black-eyed peas,
they tasted alright to me, Earl
She left me no chance at the pet shop No further exemptions
She left me no chance at redemption No further exemptions
I didn't drive twenty-four hours just to mess with your head
I didn't drive two full hours just to mess with your head
Listen to me closely, this is our last dyin' breath
Listen to me closely, this is our love dyin' breath
About the joke from the home blue collar
About to choke on my own blue collar
Thank god for good erections, turning green.
Thank god for good directions....and turnip greens.
Good morning beautiful
How was your night?
Mine was wonderful
Since you slept outside.
Good morning beautiful
How was your night?
Mine was wonderful
With you by my side.
The smell of Kate Jackson through the window screen.
The smell of cane jasmine through the window screen.
The smell of Kate Jackson through the window screen.
The smell of cape jasmine through the window screen.
The smell of cave jasmin
The smell of cane jasmine through the window screen.
Smoky jasmine through the window screen.
or
The smell of cane jasmine through the window screen.
or
Smoking jasmine through the window screen.
or
Smoking jasmine through the window screen.
The smell of cape jasmine through the window screen.
Hey, hey, hey
Let's make some Kool-Aid.
Hey, hey, hey
Let's make some good old days.
"Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)" by
Green Day
It's something unpredictable, the Indian is right
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right
That cold Ben Hagen smile
That Copenhagen smile
I've been droolin' all over you
Now I'm gonna shoot the moon
I've been too long overdue
Now I'm gonna shoot the moon
I spent five years in the bar.
I spent five years in the bottle.
It was a pretty girl with blue fawned hair.
It was a pretty girl with bouffant hair.
It was a pretty girl with mufont hair.
or
It was a pretty girl with blue fine hair.
It was a pretty girl with bouffant hair.
It's the first long kiss on a Saturday.
It's the first long kiss on a second date.
It's the way she looks with her a** and her hair.
It's the way she looks with the rice in her hair.
It's the way she looks with her eyes in her hair.
It's the way she looks with the rice in her hair.
With all those Pringles and Tostito
We might be the only one.
With all those gringos and turistas
We might be the only ones.
"Good Way To Get On My Bad Side" by Tracy Byrd with Mark Chesnutt
That's a good way to get on my backside
That's a good way to get on my bad side
I gave you forever, you gave 'em all
I gave you forever, you give a month
I know better than to try to change your mind.
I know better than to try to make you mine.
And it was me and Leonardo DiCaprio, you.
And it was me and you and we got real blue.
After supper we'd s*** around the fire
The old folks s*** and chew.
After supper we'd sit around the fire
The old folks spit and chew.
It sure is never grazing in the grass
It sure is mellow grazing in the grass
Grease is the where we are feeling.
Grease is the way we are feeling.
There is a lion only real is real.
Their lips are lyin', only real is real.
We gotta plug and think, we gotta beat it right
We gotta plug and think, we gotta feed it right
We gotta plug her sting, we gotta feed her right
We gotta plug and think, we gotta feed it right
I get allergic Saturday
I get allergic smelling hay
But it bounced off him like a ghost.
But it still haunts him like a ghost.
Down the road I look, and there runs Mary.
Hair of golden lips, like cherries.
Down the road I look, and there runs Mary.
Hair of gold, and lips like cherries.
Down the road I look, and there runs Mary
Hair of golden lips, like cherries.
Down the road I look, and there runs Mary
Hair of gold, and lips like cherries.
Down the lane I walk, and there runs Mary.
Her golden lips like cherries
Down the road I look, and there runs Mary
Hair of gold, and lips like cherries.
Tits like cherries
lips like cherries
Eight, six, six, six-six-six 'Bastard'
Eight, six, six, sixty-six 'faster'
All you pet devils know the trial was wild.
All you pen devils know the trial was vile.
Lights out, turn on the radio
Turn that sh*t off
Lights out, guerilla radio
Turn that sh*t up
Nothin' on this wide rock but a little oak leaf
Nothin' on this white rock but little ol' me
"Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves" by
Cher
Thieves, thieves, catch them thieves
Gypsies, tramps, and thieves
"Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves" by
Cher
Thieves, thieves, trap those thieves
We heard from the people in the town that caught us
Gypsies, tramps, and thieves
We'd hear it from the people of the town
They'd call us