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Skeletons in your closet |
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Itchin' to come outside |
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Messin' with your conscience |
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In a way your face can't hide |
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Oh things are gettin' real funky |
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Down at the old corral |
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And it's not the skunks that are stinkin' |
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It's the stinkin' lies you tell |
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What did your mama tell you about lies? |
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She said, "It wasn't polite to tell a white one" |
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What did your daddy tell you about lies? |
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He said, "One white one, turns into a black one" |
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So, it's gettin' ready to blow |
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It's gettin' ready to show |
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Somebody shot off at the mouth and |
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We're gettin' ready to know |
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It's gettin' ready to drop |
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It's gettin' ready to shock |
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Somebody done turned up the heater |
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An' it's gettin' ready to pop |
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Crevices in your pantry |
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Now what do we have in here |
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Havin' a daytime nightmare |
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Has always been your biggest fear |
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Oh things are gettin' real crucial |
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Up the old wazoo |
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Yet you cry, why am I the victim? |
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When the culprit's, Y O U |
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What did your mama tell you about lies? |
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She said, "It wasn't polite to tell a white one" |
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What did your daddy tell you about lies? |
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He said, "One white one, turns into a black one" |
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So, it's gettin' ready to blow |
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It's gettin' ready to show |
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Somebody shot off at the mouth and |
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We're gettin' ready to know |
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It's gettin' ready to drop |
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It's gettin' ready to shock |
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Somebody done turned up the heater |
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An' it's gettin' ready to pop |
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It's gettin' ready to seep |
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You're gettin' ready to freak |
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Somebody picked up the talk box |
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We're gettin' ready to speak |
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It's gettin' ready to jive |
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It's gettin' ready to gel |
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Somebody done gone let the lid off |
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We're gettin' ready to smell |
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They're gettin' ready to deal |
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You're gettin' ready to ill |
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Somebody just dropped the big dime |
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And they're gettin' ready to squeal |
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It's gettin' ready to turn |
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We're gettin' ready to learn |
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Somebody fired up the brimstone |
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And you're gettin' ready to burn |
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It's gettin' ready to shake |
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You're gettin' ready to ache |
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Somebody snitched to the news crew |
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And it's gettin' ready to break |
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You're gettin' ready to lie |
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They're gettin' ready to spy |
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Somebody's put on the hot seat |
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And you're gettin' ready to fry |
