Plastic donut, can of spam There's no kindness
in this land Better not let my good girl catch
you here She's getting all juiced up with a
bottle of plain wrap beer
Coffee clothing
pasted on Clean my gravestone when I'm
gone And you better not let my good girl catch
you here She's got a whole pile of things you
don't want to hear
Hitch my horse up to
the town Got my toenails painted brown And
you better not let my good girl catch you
here She'll cut you down and put the blame on
me
Just a muscle in a bag Throw my
baby, don't let her sag But you better not let
my good girl catch you here She's getting all
juiced up with a bottle of plain wrap beer
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