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look up on the wall baby....hand me down my shootin' iron |
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Look up on the wall baby....hand me down my shootin' iron |
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Call your mother long distance....tell her to expect your body home |
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If the city don't bury you baby....lord knows the county will |
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If the city don't bury you baby....lord knows the county will |
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You made your last mistake....you going way out on that boot hill |
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Lord i don't want to wax you darlin'....'cause you gave me my first thrill |
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Lord i don't want to wax you baby....'cause you gave me my first thrill |
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You did me so wrong....you're going way out on that boot hill |
