hang here. but they wont keep me shackled. to the pain that waits. on the dark side. what you do for you, dies with you. what you do for others, carries
Each with the hand in the act of murder We have all become slaves Covered in addictions and misfortunes Festered families and forgotten friendships Everything
Lookin' back in my rear view mirror At the boy with the Texas plates Momma was startin' to worry I said, "Momma, it's way too late" Four wheels in my
(kinky friedman) From a friend of yours in texas Who's had a little trouble finding love. I'm considered quite attractive And I've always been quite
From the southern tip of Texas To the top of Bangor, Maine Those Friday night lights at those hometown games Man they mean everything From Wall Street
You were barely seventeen I was haulin' hay for your Daddy An' you brought me a glass of tea To a farm boy from Oklahoma You were small town Texas prize
it straight +space age+ Every year, turn the book of life to a new page Kick rhymes hotter than texas in july Suave house playa til the day that I die
I was haulin' hay for your Daddy, an' you brought me a glass of tea. To a farm boy from Oklahoma, you were small town Texas prize, An' every young man
college, you were barely seventeen. I was haulin' hay for your Daddy, an' you brought me a glass of tea. To a farm boy from Oklahoma, you were small town Texas
it straight +Space Age+ Every year, turn the book of life to a new page Kick rhymes hotter than Texas in July Suave House playa til the day that I die
Yo whassup kid? Yo every motherfuckin year I spend $70,000 for a fuckin picnic, 4th of July You motherfuckers come and eat up my shit, now that's right
straight +Space Age+ Every year, turn the book of life to a new page Kick rhymes hotter than Texas in July Suave House playa til the day that I die,
