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Albums:

Neck and Neck (Chet Atkins) · Neck and Neck (Chet Atkins) · In the Beginning [T Neck] (Jimi Hendrix) · Protect Ya Neck Collection, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Neck Bones & Caviar (Mel Brown) · Wrecking Your Neck (Overkill) · Wind Ya Neck In (Jan Van Lier) · Neck of the Woods (Silversun Pickups) · The RCA Victor & T-Neck Album Masters: 1959-1983 (Dave "Baby" Cortez) · The Stick Your Neck Out (Bollweevils) – and 19 other albums »


Won't you wear my ring around your neck
To tell the world I'm yours, by heck
Let them see your love for me
And let them see by the ring around your
Won't you wear my ring around your neck
To tell the world I'm yours, by heck
Let them see your love for me
And let them see by the ring around
Won't you wear my ring around your neck?
To tell the world I'm yours, by heck
Let them see your love for me
And let them see by the ring around
an insect stripper pole

Turtle neck n' chain
Turtle neck n' chain
Turtle neck n' chain (sippin' on a light beer)

Chain so light when police roll by, I made
Won't you wear my ring around your neck
To tell the world I'm yours, by heck
Let them see your love for me
And let them see by the ring around
Won't you wear my ring around your neck
To tell the world I'm yours, by heck
Let them see your love for me 
And let them see by the ring around
Won't you wear my ring around your neck
To tell the world I'm yours, by heck
Let them see your love for me 
And let them see by the ring around
from Donegal, Sligo and Leitrim too
Oh, we'll give them the slip and we'll take a sip
Of the rare old Mountain Dew

Hi di-diddly-idle-um
a grandfather clock with diamonds, 
That's just the kinda mind state that I'm in.
Caviar, Cartier, carter-drop on my neck call her dear cute shorty called
really shut me down

Like a butterfly
Being stung to death by bees
That's an image no one
Wants to see

That's what you get
For sticking out your neck
Um, Joey
This is um, this is Greer
Ah, hey, let me tell you somethin'
I just heard the new free at last record by dc talk
Hey, guess what man
I
a friend but I got you covered your backs in ma hand

so don't be afraid of the deep end up to your neck holding your breath no don't be afraid, don't be
beat 'em up
Break his neck, break his neck
Beat 'em up, beat 'em up
Break his neck, break his neck

Beat 'em up, beat 'em up
Break his neck, break
Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline 
For my pet genius

My head is like a lettuce
Go on and dig your thumbs in
to feel like a restless gone free
Well as years go by now you finally see, oh yea yea

Ain't this what dreams are made of, um um in the night
Ain't this
together
Cannot say, I'm breaking the rules?
If I can, I'd glue em back together
Back together

Scars on my fingers, bruises by neck
Crashin' my chains,
Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline 
For my pet genius

My head is like a lettuce
Go on and dig your thumbs in
Down my neck
Beads of sweat.

Rain on the highway
Running clear across New York
A windsong through the barren trees
Wild lavender heather
By
I, I

You say you got a man at home
But he don't dig deep in ya guts
And he ain't freaky enough, But me
I eat um up, beat um up then switch
Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline 
For my pet genius

My head is like a lettuce
Go on and dig your thumbs in
'em
Lookin' like the holocaust with Supreme hats with 'em
I am tryna get Ms. Piggy by the motherfucking hairs of her chinny chin chin
Um, what's
out (Um hmm)

I'm the top n****, watch n****, hot n****, yo (Yo)
S*** that I dropped, nonstop n****, whoa (Whoa)
Meet the futuristic unpredicted by
it on 
Timbo, I even bowed it down in NO 
And every corner that I flow 
I get it on 

Can you get it on? (Um hm) 
Are ya hands up? (Um hm)
Do it, um hum, yeah, huh, um, do it 
Do it, um hum, yeah, huh, um, do it 
Do it, um hum, yeah, huh, um, do it 
Do it, um hum, yeah, huh, um, do it
Down my neck
Beads of sweat.

Rain on the highway
Running clear across New York
A windsong through the barren trees
Wild lavender heather
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