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Grin & Bear It
02:44
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Betty Lou
02:52
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Birds of a feather
flock together
never give the devil a ride
he always wants to drive
eye for an eye
tooth for a tooth
cruel old Betty Lou
Oh Betty Lou
what has got into you
black as the ace of spades
virgin white yesterday
bights the hand that feeds her
Put you through the ringer
She pulled the trigger of the gun
the bullet she shot weighed a ton
fire at will
aim to kill
White as a sheet
dry as a bone
no cash in hand
no place to make a home
she's a dime a dozen
cold day in hell
Isn't she swell
Shaking hands
Shady deals
Sitting with the suit and ties
She's moving up in the world
Liquor and cigarettes
the things that she knows best
She pulled the trigger of the gun
the bullet she shot weighed a ton
Fire at will
Aim to kill
I've known her a time or two
I've known her a time or two
I've known her a time or two
Down by the water lies the body of my
Cruel old Betty Lou
I pulled the trigger of my gun
The bullet I shot weighed a ton
What to do
When my love is through
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Fire
02:45
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5. |
Pot Smoker
03:04
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Well a picket fence and a perfect lawn
In a christian town with a little dog
never appealed to me much at all
you can't change the world with a song
they've tried before your cause is long and gone
I'm gonna move to a farm and never mow my lawn
spend all my days in the sun
california here I come
I'm a pot smoker
and a drug taker
and a dead beat loser
and a drop out
I'm a law breaker
I'm a soul searcher
Contamination to be put out
Have your fortune told time again
you're gonna have to go out and grab it my friend
have fun while you're young whistle and hum
because we may grow old and bitter at the world
out of all the fishes in the sea
how did I find you how did you find me
I know your parents won't agree
thats just society
California I hope you don't judge me
Im pot smoker
and a drug taker
and a dead beat loser
and a drop out
I'm a law breaker
I'm a soul searcher
Contamination to be put out
I'm never gonna drive my car again
ride old motorcycles down the interstate
Stop at a motel 6 grab a bight to eat
Get back on that concrete grass
See how long this lifestyle lasts
My brains apologizing to my body for the night before
Spent all my money on some whiskey
ended up sleeping on my buddy's floor
I woke up woke up
to this voice in my ear
saying get up on out of here
My brains apologizing to my body for the night before
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6. |
Airport Doors
01:58
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7. |
Water to Wine
04:29
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8. |
Old Horses
05:08
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9. |
Someday Soon
03:30
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