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There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Well the County Fair left quite a mess
In the county yard
Kids with eyes as big as dollars
Rode all the rides
Strip artists and con artists
Put
tire toys,
Country girls and redneck boys,
Carolina moon is big and bright,
Sumter County Friday Night!
Fred Johnson just opened up his fields,
Ladies and gentlement
We're out in front of the dallas county court house
Where the Kirk Franklin verses the state of the world case is about
[Chorus]
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and
From Galway to Dublin Town,
No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
That I met in the County Down.
Hey, redneck girl likes to cruise in Daddy's pickup truck
And a redneck girl plays her heart when she's down on her luck
Living for a Friday
Well, the county fair left quite a mess in the county yard
Kids with eyes as big as dollars rode all the rides
Strip artists and con artists put
Redneck girl likes to cruise in daddy's pickup truck
And a redneck girl plays her heart when she's down on her luck
Living for Friday afternoon
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
Yow yow aaaah out my comfort zone heh merc merc hehheh curian curian
Tmg or die nigga yow
Like a nad kidney man inoperable
Artist life artist life
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
Hey, redneck girl likes to cruise in Daddy's pickup truck
And a redneck girl plays her heart when she's down on her luck
Living for a Friday
artist-artist-are-are-artist"
[DJ Quik]
Now when I say I'm complete;
That means I'm true to my game and my cap
And I refrain from bein played like a sap
And a bitch? No
Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay and
From Galway to Dublin Town
No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
That I met in the County Down
As she onward
(Ah, Erica Kane)
Erica Kane
She's back on the streets, a fee for the night
Fill you with grief, she cuts like a knife
Make you do things that
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