{Oh, wow, man, I said Wait a second, man What do you think the teacher's gonna look like this year? Fuck man!} Oh yeah, t-t-teacher stop that screamin
Oh yeah Yeah, she's gotta have soul Or it won't feel right Well, just plain, clean and simple Wrapped up nice n' tight And homegrown and down-home,
Oh yeah Walk me down to the wishin' well Help me find that miracle Splash that holy water on me Drown my faith in Trinity, yeah Oh, Lord Little by little
Oh, yeah Alright I don't care 'bout the way that you're treatin' me And I ain't cryin' about the love I been payin' for No I ain't bitchin' 'bout the
Looking good through the window Shinin' red and blue light, yeah A little thick in the bottom But still lookin' alright, yeah Got a pocket fulla money
It's okay, I'll do what I want if I choose I can take the fall, there's a choice It's my destiny in my hands Yeah, it's up to me I can drive, I can shoot
To love somebody naturally To love somebody faithfully To love somebody equally Is not enough, it's not enough, it's not enough To love somebody secretly
I reach across to the other side To make contact with you Though in slumber you fill my dreams And I make contact with you Don't ask me why I'm crossing
Al, do you want a click on this one? I don't need no stinkin' click Two, three, four Some say money is bad for the soul Bad for the rock, bad for the
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There's a time and place for everything, for everyone We can push with all our might but nothings gonna come Oh no nothings gonna change and if I ask
World turns black and white Pictures in an empty room Your love starts fallin' down Better change your tune Yeah, you reach for the golden ring Reach
Give me liberty or give me death No truer words have ever been said Well, are you prepared for your very last breath? Don't you dare start which you cannot
No candidate would I support His platform could I endorse Another accomplice slingin' dirt Campaign promises fallin' short I don't belong to any race
In a word to the wisdom tooth To tell, or not, the truth, yeah So open up and say, "Ahh", men Well, rinse cup, and spit again Forked tongue in double
Are you ever so silent, when she wanted to talk? Or couldn't keep quiet, when she needed a hug Come on too strong, when a little's too much How many
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