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Texas Cookin'

George Strait

Strait Out of the Box, Pt. 2

2016

of ranch-style beans
I could eat the heart of Texas
We gonna need some brand new jeans

[Chorus]

Texas Cookin'

Guy Clark

Essential

2016

enchiladas greasy
Get them steaks chicken fried
Sho' do make a man feel happy
To see white gravy on the side

[Chorus]

I know a place that got fried

never wrote that ballad
There isn't such a song
I tried to make you happy
And then everything went wrong

Take me to the open road
I'll run until my heart

On that ranch they learned about love
Years may pass but the heart recalls
The joy of youth where love enthralls
In the quiet of the country night
They find

Should've Been Could've Been

Moloko

I Am Not a Doctor

1998

the bold be bold
Luxury at a low introductory price, now wouldn't that be nice?
A happy little family puts you in a trance meanwhile back at the ranch

Happy Ending

Tech N9ne

Killer

2008

the music I be doin' it, be losin' it, I'ma make it really tough for me to grow
All I wanted was a family portrait
See my babies on a ranch with horses
But

something, I see something inside
the bag that makes my soul fly
Makes my heart weak
Makes my heart very happy
At the bottom of the bag
That's where you lie

(Bitch, I do my dance in ninety-nine ranch)
Yeah, yo, uh-huh, yeah, yo

A metaphorical wizard, metaphorical blizzard
These metaphors is better

I know it’s not enough, just the promise of changes
Complacent, I’ve been complacent
It’s breaking my heart all the troubles we’re facing
I won’t let

room ranch but it feels like I'm living in the Taj Majal
She makes me feel like I'm 10'5"
She puts my heart in overdrive
I'm on a real small stage, but

fall in love cause my heart is so numb
Happy sadness shit yea since I am born
I smoked on a good gas my lungs got a burner
My bitch got a new ass nigga

Just be happy yourself,
don't worry about nobody else,
you've got problems of your own, ,she said 
so quit your nosing around, 
just quit your nosing

fuck me good I'm all about first impressions
Counting me out while I count my blessings
Young white boy with the ranch I'm dressing
Weight on my

ass floor
We made them pallets
Light ranch dressing
On my salad
Kg diamonds
Big ass carrots
Garage ass rappers
Get demerits
Better than the veteran

like papers
Mixing the honey with ranch that's how I eat my papers
Certified certified buying a pack for the ride
No rounded mags but rolling the mags

Dopey and Sleepy
I'm happy but sneezy
Chief Kief and I'm Weezy
In two thousand and threesies
Money younger than Culkin in '91 summer
At Neverland ranch

a give yuh a permanent smile
Make yuh live the happy life
Buy yuh anything yuh like
Yuh seh anuh bout possession
Nuh follow no one
And lose yuh soul a try

to you
But when you're not right for someone
The worst in you blinds you

Sure you can have it
I lost and you won
Are you happy now?
Do you finally have