Lyrics:
you drink your grog at home
So keep half a dozen stubbies in the fridge
Half a dozen stubbies in the fridge
A man feels like a king made true
There once was an ugly duckling
With feathers all stubby and brown
And the other birds said in so many words
Get out of town
Get out, get
There once was an ugly duckling
With feathers all stubby and brown
And the other birds in so many words said
Get out of town, get out, get out, get
dancing like a disco
You know my pipe game smoother than crisco
My pockets looking stubby, I ain’t talking big toes
Running to the money, I be strutting
Busted a plugger
Shouldn't have tripped on the gutter
Got my carton on my shoulder
Beer in hand with a stubby holder
Walking down the esplanade
I'm walking
don't wanna fade into your memory like every September
You're my best friend (Yeah)
You're so cute (So cute)
Kiss me, press your stubby face on mine (Ooh,
Slamming Keith's back and sipping stubby's
Sandusky, yeah they still love me (yeah)
I don't know them but they all know me (yeah)
I got a lot of secrets I
your saddle home
Now my gal's short and stubby
She's strong as she can be
But if that little old gal of mine
Ever get's a-hold of me
That's all
and cry,
And that's all she wrote, dear john,
I've sent your saddle home.
Now my gal's short and stubby,
She's strong as she can be,
But if that
Now my gal's short and stubby
She's strong as she can be
But if that little old gal of mine
Ever get's ahold of me
That's all she wrote (dear John)
I've
at the postman's stubby chin
And in my dizzy stupor,
I was trying to forfeit all I'd known
And listen to that music that could swirl me in a magic all it's own
little head and cry,
And that's all she wrote, dear john,
I've sent your saddle home.
Now my gal's short and stubby,
She's strong as she can be,
But
picture being a hubby, finger too stubby to fit a ring on
Unless Kawhi wanna run it back
Other than that, the strings will be unattached
Certified Lover
Funky Grass Band
[ el.banjo - fiddle ]
Now Eli's a little older and short and stubby and he's
bald as an eagle in the back
But he kept it hid from all
screemin' faint throw their babies
At Eli Stubbs and his Funky Grass Band
[ el.banjo - fiddle ]
Now Eli's a little older and short and stubby and he's bald
Now my gal's short and stubby
She's mean as she can be
If that little old gal of mine
Ever gets a hold of me
That's all she wrote
"Dear John", I
dawn to dark,
We fed, till we all had grown
Uncommonly shrunk when a Chinese junk
Came by from the torriby zone.
She was stubby and square, but we
And note of your own choice, boys and girls
Inadequate planters, methadone stubbies
You got energy vampires
More hands on the tranquillizers
So short and sweet
They used to call me stubby now they lick my feet
Smoke in the bowl
Smokin' through the toll
Let yourself get down
Let yourself
Now my gal's short and stubby
She's mean as she can be
If that little old gal of mine
Ever gets a hold of me
That's all she wrote
"Dear John", I
not to make any...sudden...movements
Show me your sole...I like to study shoe prints
You've stepped to me before! I can recognize them stubby toes!
I
used to laugh at you
Just what a special midget—can be trained to do
Oh, stubby dwarven friend
My companion till the end
Runs just as fast as he can
a curico body and different stubby
Full of glob da ina como noby
Una quinta rueda pa ' fuera mucha mucha miraera' en el gato de ella
Alegando y manoteando
geen stick up ben met stubby in the pick up, vlam een creepy en ze hikt up
Na het roken pop een tic tac, wel nitendo switch maar never switch up
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