Well I went down to a Music City function. Where I just heard a song that I had to howl out. My lawyers told my to proceed with caution. Or I'd make a whole lot of songwriters mad.
Parody Of Stinkin' Problem by David Ball (Ball/Shamblin/Ziff). Almo Music Corp./Hayes Street Music/EMI-April Music (ASCAP). Low Country Music/New Court Music (BMI)..
Rumors emanating from the North to all the Poles. Outsiders speculating. Who's designing Santa's clothes. He's the newest face in Christmas. . And soon the world will know.
You climbed up on the bus said that I'll do. just about anything that you want me too. I got tickets to your show from the radio. they were free!. . I said "you got the wrong bus".
On the boardwalk. Working two shifts. Saving for that diamond ring. Then I'll quit. All the cool kids. Hanging south pier. Guess I'll have it figured out by next year.
Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI). New Lyrics (Skoal) by Cledus T. Judd and Chris Clark La-Po Music/Chris Clark Publishing Designee..
(Chris Clark/Richard Fagan/Cledus T. Judd/Robb Royer). . Sadie, pull this car over.. Let me get a can of skoal.. . Well, I went down to the Grundy county auction:.
Our seperation has it's faults. But I don't wanna leave it all. So write the letters in teary ink. I just need some time to think. And I just need some time to breathe.
She's so squeezable, please-able. Unbreakable, she's inflatable. She's an arm full of sex appeal. Can't wait until I get her home, yeah. . She's incapable of being difficult.
She cooks with lard, loves hot food bars. A quart of sweet tea, and fried pork skins. Can't get enough, eat still she's stuffed. Goes to the bathroom, then she comes back again.
Let's get jiggy with it. . My front won't crank, I owe the bank. I'm gonna pay 'em back but right now I can't. My record went gold half a million sold.
Well, his house was nothin' more than a big junkyard. A retirement home for old lawnmowers and them blocked up rusty cars. He couldn't read or write a word and he stu-stuttered when he spoke.
Now baby doll, sweetie-pie, sugarplum. Honey-bunch, angel face. You know you better be good. And act like true fine lovers should. Be careful what you say and do.
Hey what's up, E. Ah, I can't call it just chill like an alcoholic. It's like that huh, yeah. Hey what's up with lil' baby you had last night yo. Ah she was cute and shit but I had to put on my clown suit.
Uh, it's so scandalous. (Scandalous). Uh, it's really get scandalous. (Scandalous). Uh, scandalous. (Scandalous). Uh, scandalous. (Scandalous). . Yeah, don't allow no speaks.
Why you wanna sweat me now. Why you wanna sweat me now. . Why you say, why you wanna step to me. Tryin to get my number wanna get with me. But my feeling's waited used to be.
She cooks with lard, loves hot food bars. A quart of sweet tea, and fried pork skins. Can't get enough, eat still she's stuffed. Goes to the bathroom, then she comes back again.
You're always saying that you're filling me. But what you're really doing is. killing me. "Birds of a feather flock like lice.". Like buzzards on a carcass,.
I'm not standing on holy ground. I'm still landing fromnowhere bound. I'm not. falling for you anymore. I'm still crawling from you to this shore. Can't you.
Hey, it comes in white. Now I can see the light. Hey, it comes in black. I'm. never going back. Hey, it comes in green. Like a mean machine. Hey, tell me.