Lyrics:
chewing gum, it looks just like a cow
Linda Lu!
Any one taking sick leave ought to be real sure they're sick
And every time you hear that bell...
goddamn autograph on a napkin?
Oh, that's odd, I just happened to run out of tissue
Yeah, hand me that, on second thought I'd be glad then
"Thanks, dawg,
out
What does she think about?
And what does she do in the daylight
That makes her so great?
Oh but to be,
Oh but to be,
Oh but to be,
I'd
a groupie (all she wanted just was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (she's just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she really wanted was Snoopy)
That's
at every video
That's on the Pound and the Row, and like the wind blow
I pass a ho to my kinfolk and then smoke
She say she wasn't no groupie, coochie
you at the show, I must've missed you
Don't think I did that sh- intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut
Stranger I know where you'll find her
Down the road from here about a mile and a quarter.
You'll know the place by a shackey barn
That stands in
Just let it die
With no goodbyes
Details don't matter
We both paid the price
Tears in my eyes
You know sometimes
It'd be like that baby
Now
frightened
Standing out there in the snow
'Til he said 'I'm here to help you, ma'm
By the way, my name's Joe'
She said 'I'm from St. Louis
And I'm only
Think about it before you walk in the door first
Look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns
Fuck that, do that shit, shoot that bitch
Can
He was little Joe, the wrangler,
He'll wrangle nevermore
His days with the remuda, they are o'er
Was a year ago last April
That he rode into our
passing by didn't seem to understand
Fools gold
Fools gold
Fools gold
Fools gold
Broken Joe just lying in a gutter
He's gone as low as any man can be
He
on
But she couldn't hear me
I told her all about how we been living a lie
And that they love to see us all go to prison or die
Like "baby, look at how
I got all this fuckin' codeine, man
Cocaine with the building, ayy
I'm about to take off like a rocket
These ain't Tylenol, these big poppin'
That's
A bad mistake I'm making by just hanging round
I know that I should have some fun and paint the town
I thought of everything from A to Z oh lonesome me
of alternate realities
And I put myself at ease by
Pretending that she still loves me
And I can't stop thinking about you
And I can't stop thinking about you
autograph on a napkin?
Oh, that's odd, I just happened to run out of tissue
Yeah, hand me that, on second thought I'd be glad then
"Thanks, dawg, name's
will remember you
With white wine by the barbecue
On New York at the birthday do, downtown
All that comes to mind
When I think about the time
Is
the midnight
Picture the scene, these fiends with fire
Ten dollar dreams, scheme, for a sack of that, believe that
I'm wit whateva like Wheatstraw
Stuck
the sheets 'til the late AM"
Baby, if you wanted me then should have just said, she's singing
Don't fuck with my love
That heart is so cold
All over my
certain girls offered certain things
Like sable coats and wedding rings?
By men who wear their spats right?
(That's right!)
So don'tcha say "I'm smart
They'd chase her by the mail
She got picked up
And then was put in jail
Stroked the judge
Just to go her bail
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She
that can hang with me (hang)
Wanna do thangs with me (do thangs)
All I want
I want a girl like you
yeah
Uhu
What
Yo, let's go
[Joe]
Gotta watch how you
Here we go again, you gotta think about it, so what is it this time, you gotta think about it, what's going on man, just let me know... Hey Mr. Joe
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