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Bake me a honey ham.
Paint me a Birmingham.
Could you paint me a Birmingham?
Making love just the way I planned.
Could you paint me a Birmingham?
Make it look just the way I planned.
Could you paint me a burning ham?
Could you paint me a Birmingham?
Could you paint me a burning hand?
Could you paint me a Birmingham?
Could you paint me like burning tan
Could you paint me a Birmingham
Could you plate me a burning ham?
Could you paint me a Birmingham?
In her cotton dress making hurricanes
In her cotton dress, back in early spring
Making love just the way I planned.
Make it look just the way I planned.
Mama hit the ceiling
She was fifty feet high.
Mama hit the ceiling
She was fit to be tied.
Paint me a bunny hat.
Paint me a Birmingham.
Paint me a bunny hat.
Paint me a Birmingham.
Paint me a bunny house.
Paint me a Birmingham.
Paint me a burning ham.
Paint me a Birmingham.
Paint me a burning ham.
Paint me a Birmingham.
Paint me a burning ham.
Paint me a Birmingham.
Paint me a funny hat.
Paint me a Birmingham.
Well, could you bake me a burning ham?
Well, could you paint me a Birmingham?
Well, could you paint me a Bunnyham?
Well, could you paint me a Burmingham?
Could you paint me a perfect ham?
Paint me a Birmingham.
Paint me a bunny head.
Paint me a Birmingham.
Paint me a burning ham
Paint me a Birmingham.
Mama's in the graveyard
Papa's in the den.
Mama's in the graveyard
Papa's in the pen.
Mama's in the gravy
Papa's in the pan.
Mama's in the graveyard
Papa's in the Pen.
Papa loved Mama, Mama loved Meow!
Papa loved Mama, Mama loved men!
Papa loved mama,
mama loved milk
Papa loved mama,
mama loved men
Papa loved mama, mama loved Mel
Papa loved mama, mama loved men
Papa's dick was buried in the local motel
Papa's rig was buried in the local motel
Papa's in Depends!
Papa's in the pen!
Papa's in the bin.
Papa's in the pen!
Ya know it drove mama crazy being the truck was white.
Ya know it drove mama crazy being a trucker's wife.
Vapor rangers
Paper angels
Part of me, wow I burst into flame
I've had enough of the sperm
And its peephole's mindless shames.
Pardon me, while I burst into flames
I've had enough of the world
And its people's mindless games.
If ya don't mind, I'm doing just fine
I can be your part time lover.
If ya don't mind, I'll do ya just fine
I can be your part time lover.
Tonight I'm looking for a car to drive
Tonight I'm looking for a party crowd
Welcome to the land of Fame XX (woah!)
Welcome to the land of Fame Excess (woah!)
His thousand maker plans
His thousand acre plans
Ooh, life is so neat in the passenger's seat.
Oooh, life so sweet in the passenger seat.
Accident victim
Passionate kisses
Basket of Biscuits
Passionate kisses
Basket of fishes
Passionate kisses
Catching the goose eggs
Passionate kisses
Hens that don't run out of eggs,
A cool quiet, and time for play.
Pens that don't run out of ink,
A cool quiet, and time to think.
Passionate dishes
Whoa-oh-whoa, passionate dishes from you.
Passionate kisses
Wwhoa-oh-whoa, passionate kisses from you.
Passionate dishes
Passionate kisses
Shouldn't I have all of this, and
Passion and dishes
Shouldn't I have all of this, and
Passionate kisses
Every fool-hard jukebox is on the floor
There's a pool hall jukebox, sawdust floors
Hotels, motels and everybody knows why
No-tell motels and everybody knows why
I got a second hand boat,
the last goner's in jail
I got a second hand boat,
the last numbers in jail
Well they've got a new dance and it goes like this
(Go Jew boy, ya motherf***ing Jew boy.)
Well they've got a new dance and it goes like this
(Bop shoo-op, a bop bop shoo-op.)
I can't be a prawn.
or
I can't be a pawn.
or
I can be apart.
I can be a part.
Keyboards in pyjama trees
Cheekbones like geometry
And you've got a spirit, that's right.
And you've got us feeling all right.
Making love to Tom at the gym
Makin' love to his tonic and gin.
Sing us a song on the piano, Man
Sing us a song you're the piano man
Sing us a song, mellow yellow man.
Sing us a song, you're the piano man.
Dang yankees Dang yankees Dang yankees Them dang yanks!
I'm a pickin'
And I'm a grinnin'.
I'm a pekingese
And I'm a granny.
I'm a pickin'
And I'm a grinnin'.
This song/skit started the second half of 'Hee Haw'.
Show them Mexican girls a couple of one eyed-willies.
Show them Mexican girls a couple of real hillbillies.
Got a pocket full of cash
In that old Ford truck
A buzzard kind of hanging
From the mirror for luck
Got a pocket full of cash
And that old Ford truck
A fuzzy cat hanging
From the mirror for luck
Want playboys of the southwestern world
Won't play boys of the Southwestern World.
and she gave me a kick
and she gave me a kiss
Ah-hooo-oooh, piss on my country.
Ah-hooo-oooh, play something country.
Said, 'I'm a whiskey drinkin', cowboy chasin', helluva time.
I like Kenny G. Fallon and Patsy Cline.'
Said, 'I'm a whiskey drinkin', cowboy chasin', helluva time.
I like Kenny, Keith, Allan, and Patsy Cline.
Pizza to go
or
Please to go
Please don't go.
Please help me, I'm foreign
Please help me, I'm falling
I move my b***s across your floor.
When moonlight falls across your floor.
Tim McGraw redid it in the early 2000s.
I'll leave this brave new world to seek
For the valleys and the peaks
Out in this brave new world you seek
Oh the valleys and the peaks
The time was yours and mine
And we were both debt free.
The time was yours and mine
And we were wild and free.
Strong enough to handle any situation,
Honey true love has no rewind
I'm strong enough to handle any situation
But honey true love has no pride
Where I come from
We don't give a besiley.
Where I come from
We don't get up easily.
With your pumpkin full of gold
With your pocket full of gold
All it takes, is it a point of life?
Hurray of hope and the dark is nice.
Home it takes, it's a point of light
A ray of hope in the darkest night.
It wants to take what's good and barely make it off as waste.
It wants to take what's good and fair and lay it all to waste.
Can't remind, can't remind
No, can't remind me of my Poker Face
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my Poker Face
Help me pull her eyes, help me pull her eyes, help me out
Help me polarize, help me polarize, help me out
You know where I'm coming from
Though I am running to you
All our feelings tonight, tonight, tonight, oh
You know where I'm coming from
Though I am running to you
All our feelings deny, deny, denial, oh
A Baptist just jumped into the water
Back this hitch up into the water
Back this b***h up into the water
Back this hitch up into the water
Making waves and catching rays at Bonaroo
Making waves and catching rays up on the roof
Boardwalk Epiphany
Poor, poor pitiful me
Floor, floor, pimple me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor boy piffle me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pimple me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor, pickle me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Postmark Burn in Hell
Postmarked Birmingham
Oh I'm late, oh I'm late
Oh I'm late, oh I'm late for this job, you see
Boss wants to hit me one more time
Pour me, pour me
Pour me, pour me another shot of whiskey
Bartender hit me one more time
As Cole, the bouncer, shuts the door
Last call, the bouncer shuts the door
I don't want to spend another holy night
I don't want to spend another lonely night
Prayin' for Dateline
Prayin' for daylight
But in his own mind he's,
he's a doogan's trap
But in his own mind he's,
he's a dopey trip
He's getting a tattoo, yeah
He's it done.
He's getting a tattoo, yeah
He's getting ink done.
In his own mind he said drop the devil on him
In his own mind he's the, he's the dopest trip
But it picked up that old east shore
Especially late at nite.
But it picked up that oldies show
Especially late at night.
Private Malloy
Private Malone
This was actually misheard by a news reporter from my local television news station
Promise of a nude date.
Promise of a new day.
"Prop Me Up Beside The Jukebox (If I Die)" by
Joe Diffie
Put a cold one in my hand.
or
Put a stiff one in my hand.
Put a stiff drink in my hand.
Faster than my booty
Faster than my bullet
Faster than my puppet
Faster than my bullet
If I could press replay, repeat how happy ID
If I could press play, repeat how happy I'd be
Butcher head on my shoulder
Hold me in your arms, ba---by
Squeeze me oh so tight, ba--by
Show me that you love me too
Butcher lips close to mine, dear.
Put your head on my shoulder
Hold me in your arms, ba---by
Squeeze me oh so tight, ba--by
Show me that you love me, too
Put your lips close to mine, dear.