Lyrics:
rickety-tickety-tin
My tragic tale I won't prolong
And if you do not enjoy my song
You've yourselves to blame if it's too long
You should never have let me begin
Harper couldn't be here cause he stayed too long at Kelly's Bar again.
And if you smell Shirley Thompson's breath you'll find she's had a little nip
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with
old George Jones
How about Waylon or that Copperhead Road
Lead
I'm a rolling stone, on a country road
Love country music and rock n Roll
The man in
But it won't
You can fake a smile
Drown in sweet denial
Or cry along when George Jones sings
You can stare that phone down all night long
But you
completely down?"
"Well, Mr. Harper couldn't be here
'Cause he stayed too long at Kelly's Bar again
And if you'll smell Shirley Thompson's breath
You'll
me, nigga)
It's been ten long years (yo)
You can not retire me (listen)
On the corner ready to bo', holding my nuts
Standing by my building,
rotten to the core
I've been under your influence
Under your spell too long
Now people keep me at a distance
Everything I do is wrong
My brain's
I'm drinking that George Jones
Chase it down with a Wynette song
Burn a little Willie Nelson all night long
Putting Ol' Waylon on
I'm going to get all
the gutter listening to old George Jones
Forgotten love, skull face rotten, drowning in a pool of sorrows
Left me lost and lonely, too, her heart's turned
slip
This run's too tough and I'm gonna quit
Now the foreman that day happened to be old Joe
Man he was older than time
He said, "Son, how long you been
traffic
Spendin' too much time tryna fuck one hoe
How do you plead Mr. Jones?
Man, I'm the pimp of all pimps and y'all comin' up short
Calm down before I
don't need one
NB: The TV Version continuesthe
Album version continues below
Praline: Then I would like a statement to
That effect signed by the Lord
Harper couldn't be here
'Cause he stayed too long at Kelly's Bar again
And if you'll smell Shirley Thompson's breath
You're sure she's had a little nip
the richest
All those times that we spent by the pool girl
Was too broke to even take you to the zoo girl
Maybe its because I had you girl
Was thinking
you're wearing your dresses way too high
It's reported you've been drinking and a runnin' round with men and going wild
And we don't believe you ought
Now I'm the stepdaddy and the son in law
You call me Too $hort they call me too raw
I creep by one room in to the next
Nothin' goin' on but some
won't you give me a smile?
I never felt so much a' like
-This song is originally released by,
The Clash from their best 2-record album
London Calling.
let me introduce myself my name is Mr. Russell Jones
Excuse me for that one I had to let that one low ah
And tonight, you're going to see that you
all
Where I got my start
Where they still love Jesus, by God
And know George Strait songs by heart, yeah
I like the working blue crowd
Kinda
My ears are plugged by Daptones
My bladder's filled with Sly Stone(s)
Blood pressure spikes thanks to Grace Jones
My lungs collapse like Maceo's
And shouldn't Widow Jones be told to keep
Her window shades all pulled completely down
Well, Mr Harper couldn't be here
'Cause he stayed too long
At Kelly's Bar
George Lucas, let's do this
A long long long time ago this happened y'all just stupid
Frame by frame for you lames
What? you wanna fight?
You saw it in
a water bed
Screamin' fuck the board of ed, too busy chasin' corner bread
Bathroom baggin' up for an hour long
To play it off, man I had to turn
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