[00:01.80]Artist：molly hatchet
[00:04.37]Songs Title：big apple
[00:14.18]New york city, youre so big and tough,
[00:20.12]Well here we come, baby, struttin our stuff.
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[00:26.35]Well we look kinda freaky were pretty damn bad.
[00:31.62]Cause southern cookin is all weve ever had.
[00:37.82]Oh, cook em up some greens, baby.
[00:47.11]Ive seen the mountains up in tennessee.
[00:53.29]Sweet little hill women satisfied me.
[00:59.57]We all know its tough and its an uphill battle.
[01:05.71]But were running em hard baby, sitting in the saddle.
[01:25.87]Oh, come on baby.
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[02:15.04]New york city youre so big and tough.
[02:21.41]My pistols are loaded, I feel rough.
[02:27.53]Well. weve heard of your punks and high heeled steppers.
[02:33.86]Were bad southern boys and dont you forget us.