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Mountain Dew
02:43
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2. |
The Lawnmower Song
03:27
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My lawnmower's made for mowin' big lawns.
It's a twelve horsepower tall grass mowin' machine.
When it's time for mowin', well, I start that sucker goin',
Throw the handle and them blades start a-whirlin'.
My lawnmower, I'm a-lookin' out for danger.
Don't wanna be cuttin' up my good garden hose.
There's a frisbee and a log, watch out you little dog,
My lawnmower is not meant for killin'.
I drive my lawnmower all around the edge line,
Under trees and around the fence as best as I can.
There's some tall grass I can't get to,
So you know what I'll have to do,
Get my weed wacker and I'll wack them suckers out later.
Now my lawnmower is not built for racin',
It's for crusin' around the lawn and gettin' tan.
My cute neighbor's in her pool, and I'm a-lookin' real cool,
With my T-shirt tied around my head just like a sweatband.
Now my lawnmower, it bags all the grass behind it.
I don't have to bust my ass with a garden rake.
I'll dump it out on the burn pile, and take a break for a little while,
Light myself a smoke and set that bitch on fire.
If you need some heavy duty mowin' just give me a holler.
I'll mow your whole damn lawn won't ask for a single dollar.
I have a kick-ass twelve horsepower, will travel!
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3. |
Anna Lee
04:38
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4. |
Crazy Fool
04:35
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Crazy fool
I’m a crazy fool
I’m a crazy fool
What kind of crazy fool am I?
To be in love with a girl so lovely
She is always on my mind
And she doesn’t care about me
Won’t give me the time of day or night
Is my timing right?
Crazy fool
I’m a crazy fool
I’m a crazy fool
What kind of crazy fool am I?
To be writing all these letters
When they’ll only make her sigh
And when I ask her did she read them
She will only ask me why I’m such a fool
Such a crazy foolish fool
Crazy fool
I’m a crazy fool
I’m a crazy fool
What kind of crazy fool am I?
To be asking her to dinner
And a romantic picture show
I’d like to tell her something
About the way our love can grow
But she’s so damn high
Above my crazy foolish kind
Crazy fool
I’m a crazy fool
I’m a crazy fool
What kind of crazy fool am I?
To be reading her a love poem
Wearing my fancy Buster Browns
And when I wonder why she’s laughing
It’s because my fly is down
But it’s alright
It’s all part of my crazy foolish plight
Crazy fool
I’m a crazy fool
I’m a crazy fool
I’m a crazy foolish fool
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5. |
Sorry Charlie
02:21
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Well I walked on in through her front door
A circus clown was laying down his nipples were sore
She was holding a monkey wrench and wearing lingerie
And all she had to say was sorry Charlie
Sorry Charlie
Well I stuck my head through her window
She was lying in a bubble bath with an oboe
And a violin player who was eating pâté
And all she had to say was sorry Charlie
Sorry Charlie
Sorry Charlie you're not my type
Won't you get it through your head and get on with your life
Sorry Charlie
Sorry Charlie
Well I stuck my head through her register
Her room was covered with white feathers
Farmer Brown was naked on a bail of hay
And all she had to say was sorry Charlie
Sorry Charlie
Well I slid down her chimney and through her fireplace
She was sitting on a bald man with pierces in his face
She was rubbing his butt with Oil of Olay
And all she had to say was sorry Charlie
Sorry Charlie
Sorry Charlie you're not my type
Won't you get it through your head and get on with your life
Sorry Charlie
Sorry Charlie
Goodbye Charlie
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6. |
I Hurt You
03:11
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You know about those women,
Their names are all around town.
And you know how many times I said
I wouldn't go after them.
So, now youíre guns are in my face
And I finally realize that
I've hurt you, I've hurt you, and I'm wrong
Won't you look at me with those eyes like when we first met,
How we rode out together under the stars
We must go back to find that love once again for both of us
'Cause I've hurt you, I've hurt you and I'm wrong
This is the first time someone cared for me,
And I sure don't know how to feel
Don't like what we've chosen here
So it's time to change the scene
We've done it before we can do it again
If we both want to work really hard
The other women don't mean nothing now 'cause
I've hurt you, I've hurt you, and I'm sorry.
I feel a change coming over me like I've never felt before
As I look you so deeply in the eyes
I want to be together with you, you, only you
For today, for tomorrow, until I die
For today, for tomorrow, until I die
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7. |
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Well I lived in New York City, San Francisco, DC
And I had a good job in all three
City life was fun but I was always on the run
And I think I prefer the country
Now country life is simple and a boy can relax
Underneath a big shady tree
But when a country boy gets wild he's a city boy times three
And I think I prefer the country
Now the city is a fun place, there's something going on
There's plenty of style and class
But in the country I can go fishing and sleep on the grass
And that's why I prefer the country
Now in the country life is simple, it's kimochi-ii
And a boy can feel so free
Like picking flowers, tending bees
And drinking a six of RWB
That's why I prefer the country
And I think I prefer the country
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8. |
Clark County Jail
03:06
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I stuck a dime in the phone and I dialed her number
Said, "Kimmy, what's happened to us?"
She said, "Sloan, you're an ass, a drunken maniac,
Got me a restrainin' order against you."
I grabbed my bottle of Jim Beam and I drained my last swallow,
And I slammed it down on the bar.
I hung up the phone, grabbed my aching knee bone,
And I limped my way out to my car.
I slammed into the dumpster of her apartment complex,
And I busted through her front window screen.
She was sitting with Duke around a candle light dinner,
Drinking Earnest and Julio Gallo.
Well, I picked up a chair and I went for Duke's head,
And he jumped up and he pushed me on the floor.
He tied me up with a rope, washed his hands off with soap,
And Kimmy said, "Man, I'm calling the cops."
I wiggled and squirmed and pulled my knife from my boot,
Cut the rope and I split through the door.
As I looked back at Kimmy, I slammed into a cruiser,
And the coppers slapped the handcuffs on me.
I'm a punk, I'm a drunk, I'm a-wasted again.
Bruised bloody and callin' for Earl.
So I'll spend another night in the Clark County Jail,
While Duke lays at home with my love.
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9. |
Eagle Rock
06:22
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10. |
The Animal BCs
02:07
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A an alligator bites a B bear and C a cow is cryin',
'Cause D a duck done doo-dooed all over her head.
E an elephant and his pal F frog are skippin' church on Sunday,
For a game of poker with G billy goat instead.
H a horse helps himself to a course of I fried iguanas.
A J jaguar doe-C-does with a K kangaroo.
L a lion is dippin' Skoal with a mangy M mouse,
And N a narwhal picks himself up a new pack of chew.
Well every Friday night after we get paid,
You know what we like to do.
Go out a-singin' them Animal BC's,
In a place where A is for animal and B is for beer,
And C is for cuttin' the rug.
An O octopus pisses off a P pig for pickin' on her piglets.
And Q a quail's diggin' taters with an R raccoon.
S a squirrel and his friend T turtle form a rockin' jug band,
With U an umbrella bird who plays the spoons.
Well, it's Friday, we've all been paid,
You know what we're gonna do,
Go a-singin' them Animal BC's,
In a place where A is for animal and B is for beer,
And C is for cuttin' the rug.
V a vulture and W walrus are sittin' on the front porch.
They take a big whiff and they say "Smell that honeysuckle!"
Z a zebra jumps over X fox and yakety Y yak,
'Cause he's so damned tired of always being last.
Well, Friday night, we've all been paid,
You know what we're a-doin',
We're singin' them Animal BC's,
In a place where A is for animal and B is for beer,
And C is for cuttin' the rug.
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I love it when you look at me and motion,
To follow you on up the stairs.
And it only takes a minute or two,
To get us goin' on our way,
With a quickie in the afternoon.
I love those days when my morning has been dragging,
And I'm clear up to my neck in my work.
To look up, see you standin' at the door,
Sayin', "Hurry up, man, it's a quarter to four,
Time for a quickie in the afternoon."
I get so damn high, as though I can fly
From my bootstraps, clear up to the sky.
And there ain't nothing on this earth today,
That can take my blues away,
Like a quickie in the afternoon.
I love the fact that you are my woman,
This day, tomorrow and forever more.
And I love that neither rain nor shine,
You won't let a single day go by,
Without a quickie in the afternoon.
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12. |
Polly
05:12
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14. |
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I wanna be chained to the barge that's sailin' to my girl
Cincinnati is wearin' and tearin' down on me
I'll sleep chained to a pile of coal on the river
If it means I can see my Mindy in St. Louis
I'll quit my job at Proctor and Gamble
Buy a fourteen karat golden wedding ring
And ride that barge all the way to the port in Missouri
Where I will see my Mindy standin' and waving to me
I'll greet her covered head to toe with black soot from the coal barge
Give her a big dirty kiss on her pink clean cheek
And she'll soap me up and rinse me all down
And she will march me off to the Justice of the Peace
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15. |
900 Miles
06:27
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16. |
Magic Circle
03:28
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17. |
My Guardian Angel
03:17
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18. |
Duncan Ball
03:08
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19. |
I Know You Rider
05:58
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The Grogan Brothers Kyoto, Japan
The Grogan Brothers, Billy Bob and Clayton Grogan, are an American Alternative Country/Americana duo formed in Kyoto, Japan in 1996.
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