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Chisum
03:22
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Beefeater, the world of men is gone
Let's go back to the place where the coffee's always on
Listen Delgado, it's been plainly said
The cowboy hat keeps the brains inside my head
Please don't wait, don't hesitate
We all know it's gonna be a piece of cake
A okay, that's just great
The man said it's gonna be a piece of cake
Seems easier the world of men is gone
Let's go back to my place cause the bourbon's always on
Let's take back the night, we'll take to the streets
Hamburgler, a man is only what he eats
Simple man with a Texas drawl
War widow take a pipe across his jaw
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Eagle Scout
03:45
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Running around all day, it'd be safe to say
It's been the run around all day
Lying in bed, I'm a square peg
Thinking of the stupid things that I say
I'm just like you
I like crossbows and ATVs too
Made out with a dude
I'm just like you
Stuck in my head all day
I could lie to myself and say that things will go my way
You'll never guess, went to confess
Wouldn't believe the stupid things that I say
Lalalalalalalalalalalala
Out of my way, no one will get hurt if you just do as I say
Out of my way, no one will get hurt if you just do as I say
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Success at Last
03:41
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Brother bear, don't you know
When you're scared, doesn't show
You've got big black hairy hands
If you want to kill a man
You get fat, what the hell
Sleep it off, might as well
You'll be back three months from now
All your friends will have a cow
Bees are the savory, honey's the sweet
They come together under my feet
Bees are the savory, honey's the sweet
When I can find it, that's what I eat
Would you like to lay in bed?
I'll draw thoughts on your head
In the night we have our fun
'Cause we get sluggish in the sun
Bees are the savory, honey's the sweet
They come together under my feet
Bees are the savory, honey's the sweet
When I can find it, that's what I eat
That's what I eat, that's what I eat
Yeah they come together, that's what I eat
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Ox Tail
05:10
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Why did we ever meet?
Taste in my mouth, crumbs in my sheets
Last night, someone at the chophouse took a cut out of me
Why did we ever meet?
All the bones start to show
Bread and water is
It's all that I know
Bread and water's all i know
If you won't talk, then eat
You got a thought stuck in your teeth
Placed all my bets on a plate full of beef
Why did we ever meet?
Ox tail, on the table
You gotta give me more than you are able
And I know, you'll never settle
The trunk is packed and your foot is on the pedal
All the bones start to show
Bread and water is
It's all that I know
Bread and water's all I know
Bread and water's all i know
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