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by Pat Green
?1995 Dead Horse Music (BMI)
September come to Texas just one time every year, so we get our guns and our
pickup trucks, and a bunch of that Lone Star beer, well we head out for the
open plains, where the birds they all flow like wine, we hunt them up then we
shoot them down, man it makes me feel so fine, The manly sport is what I'm
talking about, so you can grab you a pouch of chew, If we get bored 'cause the
birds won't fly, we'll shoot the rabbits with my .22.
Chorus
I don't wanna go to Paris, I get enough French will my fries,
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(by Otis Rush)
Lay awake at night,
Oh so low, just so troubled.
Can't get a job,
Laid off and I'm having double trouble.
Hey hey, to make you've got to try.
Baby, that's no lie.
Some of this generation is millionaires;
I can't even keep decent clothes to wear.
Laugh at me walking,
And I have no place to go.
Bad luck and trouble has taken me;
I have no money to show.
Chorus
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(slowa i muzyka: Kukiz)
Peka mi czaszka, w zoladku mam mul
Jak wszystkie scieki tego swiata
Wstac nie mam sily
Nie moge juz spac
Po urodzinach mego brata
MIETEK!
Wypiles, Mietek,
Za duzo o jedna sete!
Otwieram jedno oko - kluje mnie piach
Otwieram drugie - mam to samo
Zamknac nie moge - czuje potworny strach
Cialo sie zlepia z pizama
MIETEK!
Wypiles, Mietek,
Za duzo o jedna sete!
Mam popekane wargi - nie czuje nic
Wlewajac w gardlo wiadro wody
Zachodz sloneczko - niech skonczy sie dzien
Jutro na pewno bede zdrowy
MIETEK!
Wypiles, M
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Woo!
You come spinnin' back around like a boomerang
Did you see for yourself that that other grass wasn't so green
And your best laid plans feel through, it's a cryin' shame
So your dream is a little off track
Now you say you wanna come back
Chorus:
That wouldn't break my heart
Havin' you back again here in my arms
That wouldn't hurt my feelin's
To give it another go
And you can't stop constantly thinkin' about me
And life just ain't worth livin' without me
That wouldn't break my heart
No, no...
Baby I just got done gettin' over you
And I even g
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