Lyrics:
Close as heaven i can go is
Watching hunting and fishing shows
And hanging out down at the hardware store
Now texas that is one beautiful place
We don't
used to roam, my former home
They call it Texas, and it's infectious
Pecan pies and rodeos, bitch ima need some practice
Dress me up in cowboy boots, no
Chorus: [Mr. Marcelo]
It's me and you, one on one, against the world
Every man needs a woman, every boy needs a girl
In my world I'm just a squirrel
In the southern part of Texas
In the town of San Antone
There's a fortress all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown
You may look in vain for
In the southern part of Texas
In the town of San Antone
There's a fortress all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown
You may look in vain for
was free but Texas never fell in love with me
I found out my style just didn't suit the local squirrels
I found out that I can't fit into a cowboy
In the southern part of Texas
In the town of San Antone
There's a fortress all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown
You may look in vain for
home is on the range with prairie dogs
And lots of cattle
I hate big trucks. Just got to Texas
I hate gun racks. Welcome to Texas
When it's hunting
That the searching never stops
Until you are a man
Whether early morning hunting deer
Or women in the sand
That measured raging overdrive
Makes you feel
I'm a squirrel, i'm a squirrel and I am a girl
Think I'll give this rappin thing here a little whirl
My name is Sandy, ain't it dandy and I'm handy
just wait for your mistakes
But the squirrel's untouched in his hole
Feeding the family, cos' it's gonna be cold, when the frost is all round
And when
a squirrel,
Wish I was in Texas,
Prettiest place in the world, oh no.
I guess deep in my heart I'll always be a Texas girl
I wanna go hommmme hooommmmmme
the stars are all the same
Aah
Well, Texas at times feels strange
Always hunting for the next best thing
In this basin reality's
Hazing, I didn't know
I'd
jedes Teil in Toaster
Cannibal, ja ich kann/gun
Shoote Heads, treff jeden Korb
Für drei Tage Fleisch
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre
Ich euch mit Gabeln speis
jedes Teil in Toaster
Cannibal, ja ich kann/gun
Shoote Heads, treff jeden Korb
Für drei Tage Fleisch
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre
Ich euch mit Gabeln speis
Smoking that dang dang, making mics swang
In my 2-8-0 Z, nobody can see me
Cruising down the block, just like I was a squirrel
In a world full of nuts, damn
Home fer the winter with his family
happy as squirrels in the ol' gum tree
bein' the father he wanted to be
close to his boys as the pod an' the pea
a pick it. I love deer hunting, I ain't never gonna quit it
I just sighted them old 30-06. It's time for me to go way back in the sticks
Deer season goes
THEWORLDHASNTDIMINISHEDME:
The world hasn't diminished me/ i still got pine tree bowls of kimchi/ I made beats in the heart of Texas/ I ran the streets and swam the creeks so
They say I'm too nice
Watch me maul these squirrels
Like a country boy out in the woods
I'm catching my harvest in long range
Ayo can I be honest with
to see me out in the yard stressing
Come and take it flag so y'all know what we packing
Down in Texas, seems like we're the only real left here
Only reel
by plastic
Think you can beat me? You gotta' be jokin' hoe...
Threw a brick in Houston, Texas, broke a window in Tokyo
Your sister stole my money,
Lone Star
Gone far from home
In search of reason
Endless roads to roam
Endless roads to roam
Cactus daydreams
And sweat dropped dust
You tuber
The lizard magnifies the ashtray.
And what you say,
I can almost hear,
If I choose to go,
I'll still be near.
And then there's squirrels,
Hunting acorns,
If
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