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Doggy 2
01:51
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Pretty, so pretty with a tongue-a-waggin
Precious, so precious with her eyes-a-buggin
Graceful, so graceful with his necktie-wringin
Dainty, elegant, X marks the spot
Doggy don't sell his rags
Doggy don't smell his bones
Doggy don't spell his name
Taxman, keep down the road!
Dainty, elegant X stands for 10
Watch "The Devil" DVD
What's the number?
Watch "The Devil" Rated X
What's the number?
Watch "The Devil" CD-ROM
What's the number?
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2. |
Where'd I Put That?
02:19
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La la la la (repeat)
Where’d I put that?
Where did I put that
Where’d I put that?
Where did I put that?
Somewhere safe from prying eyes
Somewhere where you won’t realize
Where’d I put that?
Up in your body
Where’d I put that?
Up in my body
If you can’t afford a disguise
Then you're bound to get proselytized
Where’d I put that (repeat)
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3. |
Straw Hat
02:22
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In my straw hat I mow the lawn
Keeping me safe from the sun
Sitting outside all dang day
I am man-made out of hay
Crow Baby Cry baby
Hay! Spelled H-A-Y
Why? It's my straw hat!
Straw? No! Hay! What?
In my straw hat I mow the lawn
I go fishing in a pond
I catch a fish what do I do?
I make a straw hat just for you
Hey? Hay is for horses
No! Hay is for everyone!
Ok. My straw hat is made
of Hay! Oh! Ok! (Back To Top)
Save your hay you might marry a horse
Save your straw let's get a drink later!
Nay! Nay means no!
N-A-Y! What? NEI! (neighing softly)
Crow Baby
Cry Baby
Hay. Spelled H-A-Y
Why? It's hay!
Hey!
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4. |
I'm Sweatin Blue
05:53
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Security of rifeness again and again
It’s time and time again
The mystery at hand
Haircuts on statues oh
And cardboard cutouts too!
Doble roble
Cua cua gui gui
Ojala que no me chiflen
los chiflados pululandon
ronroneos, refufuñas emanan de quinquis feos
Cho cho chi chi
Caca pipi
Well the landlady bugs me
The lightning bug hugs me
Huggy bear just shrugs me off
And the dust bowl cuts wigs on
Cut a rug and fuck kids
Slushee funds found in bumpkin patches
My mind is a corkscrew
A duck’s dick of pork stew
Spinning over a vat of (gris gris) goo goo
Bump and grind and goose bumps
Escalosfrios throat lumps
Shiver sister whiskey me away
Pizza box bacteria
Laced with wax wysteria
General mass hysteria
Whiteys meetin Ebola
Cast a spell on Tom Hanks
To kiss me right where mom spanks
When I spill the beans
Through the whole in her
Jeans make the life force
I whip the workhorse
To gallop S.O.S in Morse
Shirk the sherpa
Skin the ginger
Sort the wort
Drink the kool-aid
I’M SWEATIN’ BLUE
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5. |
Laughin Gas
01:34
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Hihihihi
Hohohoho
There’s laughin’ gas
Down at the filling station
Fill me up, fill me up
Fill me up my lord
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6. |
I Guess You're Right
01:47
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it was one of those horror horrible cases of the type of marble the baby’s mom when the rock stays rock and the ice takes years to melt and when it does its like LAa LAa LAa LA
flashback to just before Grivin’ me around like Griminal Caramel sounded like Sedwick Samuel and Nightmare not Bla Bla Bla Bla
I guess You’re Right
:I guess you’re right
[
And Dare to the Gray Save everyday they Write
they say we’re recreating Time
and then they called he shyt
i Guess you’re Right
:I guess you’re right
[
The rack god (gog) is out too are 2 4 push 8 zero choo choo ow quake Ask Clay Core
Call At ask for moreI GUESS you’re right
[
When we have Binge Time
I say 4 F 4 Q
And N
But I Need Mine Too
I Guess You’re Right
:yeah I guess you’re right
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7. |
I Hate Your Car
02:07
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Oh I hate your car
So I hate your car
All my friends drive cars
Why won’t you let me drive your car
I would not let you paint my car
I would not let you paint my car
I shake my fist
I pop my cyst
I pop a wheelie
Car are ruining
The earth
But damn they’re convenient
Carburatore escalator radiator elevator
Carburator excavator radiator elevator
I love that kind if power
That kind of horse power
A hundred miles per hour
That my kind of power
Cars the movie
Cars on the move
Roll down the window I’m gonna be sick!
Pull the car over I’m gonna vomit!
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Out in the night when the iron strikes hot
Babe ya know what you want
Whether you like it or not
Beckoned by heat
You waltz towards the glow
But you shake at the crash
Of the black anvil's blow
Your hips make a twist
and your lips start to swell
As if you’ve been kissed
By a fiery spell
When it gets cold you can see yourself breathe
You look for the smoke between the trees
And you head for the woods such an innocent greed
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9. |
Keeping My Distance
04:20
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Hu!Ha!
Ooah! Uaah!
Keeping my distayayayayayayayayance
Keeping my distance on a full moon night
Spirit into to space on a full moon night
Staring out to space on a full moon night
Sphere is in the place on a full moon night
Keeping my distayayayayayayayayance
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10. |
Bric-A-Brac Mountain
08:47
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I live off the grid with my Craigslist mate
Ankle monitors done sealed our fate
A Wal-Mart boy delivers to the door
I tip em 20 bucks and he’s on all fours
Well on a bric-a-brac mountain we grew our own herb
We only wear hemp besides the nylons & furs
I used to have a scope pointed at the highway
N.R.A sticker and I blow ‘em away
I shoulda done time but I found a loophole
Resting my tongue on the judge’s poop hole
Well on a bric-a-brac mountain we grew our own herb
Only wear hemp besides the nylons & furs
On bric-a-brac mountain we sow our own oats
Don't each much cuz supper's for the goats
Biri bap biri boopee
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11. |
Brush My Feet
03:52
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Brush My Hair brush my feet
Just to Kiss Your Dirty feet
Brish my hair brush my nose brush my teeth
Just to kiss your dirty feet
Brush my eyes brush my cheeks
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