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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
Well out on the bypass
Not too far,
There's a joint that's a jumpin'
When they close up the bars
Well if walls could talk
Man, the stories they'd tell
Holding up the roof on a cheap motel
Holding up the roof on a cheap motel
You can rent 'em all night
But they're cheaper by the hour
The towels are clean
But they still smell sour
The night clerk's smiling
'Cause he's usually stoned
But you can do out there
What you can't do at home
There's a cigarette burn
On the table by the bed
And a king James bible
That's never been read
If walls could talk
Man, the stories they'd tell
Holding up the walls on a cheap motel
Holding up the walls on a cheap motel
They got a cinder block wall
So you can't be seen
Walking out naked
By the ice machine
Keep it hush-hush
Cause you never can tell
Who you'll see walking
'Round a cheap motel
There's a cigarette burn
On the table by the bed
And a king James bible
That's never been read
If walls could talk
Man, the stories they'd tell
Holding up the roof on a cheap motel
Holding up the roof on a cheap motel
Hey!
Just holdin' up the roof
Just a-holdin' up the roof on a cheap motel
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from The Dukes Of Hazzard OST [ost] (2005)
If your dick is big or your dick is tiny
It don't matter if your wig's on straight
If you show up early you're probably too late
Cuz it's soul city it's soul city
The shoes are big but the women are bigger
And the pantyhose make em' look like wiggers
Rolled up hiked up by the knees
Got the party dress on can you smell my breeze
Cuz it's soul city it's soul city
Come on and enjoy my botox (?)
Sitting on a stack of cinderblocks
It's soul city yeah it's soul city
It's soul city yeah it's soul city
It don't matter if your pants are shiny
If your dick is big or your dick is tiny
It don't matter if your wig's on straight
If you show up early you're probably too late
Cuz it's soul city it's soul city
Come on and enjoy my botox
Sitting on a stack of cinderblocks
Soul city yeah soul city yeah
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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
Got himself a peach colored leisure suit
Hundred dollar bills stuffed in floor shined boots
Smelling like a mint flavored soda pop
Sure smelling sweet when the weather gets hot
You got a dime
He's got a dollar
He's the king of corn
Born from way back in Nerhada
Call him the King of the Mountain
A blue rich business man
Easin' in a Pentacon tractor
Doin' the best that he can
Bought himself a camera down in Gunthersville
Bought it with the money from a moonshine still
Hey hillbilly blue way on back on red
Always gotta cold Diet Pepsi in his fist
You got a dime
He's got a dollar
He's the king of corn
Born from way back in Nerhada
Call him the King of the Mountain
A blue rich business man
Easin' in a Pentacon tractor
Doin' the best that he can
You drink it by the glass, you can buy it by the jar
He told my sister that he'd make her a star
His cash flow is about a hundred proof
Just opened up a line of tanning booths
You got a dime
He's got a dollar
He's the king of corn
Born from way back in Nerhada
Call him the King of the Mountain
A blue rich business man
Easin' in a Pentacon tractor
Doin' the best that he can
And if ya cousin stops by be sure to give a holler
They call him the King of the Mountain
A blue rich business man
Easin' in a Pentacon tractor
Doin' the best that he can
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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
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from Beavis And Butt-Head Do America (비비스와 버트헤드) [ost] (1995)
White trash you don't call me that baby
You know i love you baby
Don't you think just maybe
The way you talking to me
Would send a chill right through me
White trash don't call me that
White trash don't call me that
You saw me on the wagon
You hitch me to your wagon
The way you talking to me
Will send a chill right through me
White trash don't call me that
White trash don't call me that
White trash don't call me that
I can still smell the sh*t in your hair
I don't matter what kind of
Perfume that you wear
You have been living in the
Backwoods hamburger shack
You can take a bad p*ss
Cuz your'e leaking trash
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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
Corn liquor
It sure can burn
Corn liquor
Makes your stomach turn
Corn liquor
Makes you go hog wild
Corn liquor
Is just my style
Now way back in the woods
Where I come from
My daddy had a still
And my momma had a gun
Yonder came the sheriff
Tried to make us run
Momma shot him dead
Now I'm her only son
Everybody got something to lose
Hey everybody
Everybody's got something to lose
A shot of that stuff'll make you lose yours too
Corn liquor
I'm saying corn liquor
Everybody got something to lose
Hey everybody
Everybody got something to lose
A shot of that stuff'll make you lose yours too
Corn liquor
It sure can burn
Corn liquor
Makes your stomach turn
Corn liquor
Makes you go hog wild
Corn liquor
Is just my style
Now momma's back in prison
It's life without parole
And daddy's down in Georgia
Selling pecan roll
I'm back in this hollow
Just playin' my fiddle
And selling my corn liquor
To the poor sheriff's widow
Corn liquor
It sure can burn
Corn liquor
Makes your stomach turn
Corn liquor
Makes you go hog wild
Corn liquor
Is just my style
Corn liquor
I'm sayin' corn liquor
It's that corn liquor
It's that corn liquor
Corn liquor
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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
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from Southern Culture On The Skids - Liquored Up And Laquered Down (2000)
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from I Know What You Did Last Summer The Album (1997)
My baby's got the strangest ways of sayin'
Whoo-hoo, hoo-wee!
My baby's got the strangest ways of sayin'
Whoo-hoo, hoo-wee!
Strip of jerky, long and lean
Serve it up with a side of me
My baby's got the strangest ways of sayin'
Whoo-hoo, hoo-wee!
She's the one, she's crazy and wild
Knocked me off with the hip in her style
My baby's got the strangest ways of sayin'
Whoo-hoo, hoo-wee!
Got the number of the bathroom store
It was late but she took my call
Come on baby won't you give me a kiss
She not may see me through the bold of this
She's a meaner in a house on hill
Kicks me in bed, to the big old VIP
I rolled it up, oh baby you're so sweet
And there's a running naked in a country hip
She's the one, she's crazy and wild
Knocked me off with the hip in her style
My baby's got the strangest ways of sayin'
Whoo-hoo, hoo-wee!
My baby's got the strangest ways of sayin'
Whoo-hoo, hoo-wee!
My baby's got the strangest ways of sayin'
Whoo-hoo, hoo-wee!
She's a meaner in a house on hill
Kicks me in bed, to the big old vip
I rolled it up, oh baby you're so sweet
And there's a running naked in a country hip
She's the one, she's crazy and wild
Knocked me off with the hip in her style
My baby's got the strangest ways of sayin'
Whoo-hoo, hoo-wee!
My baby's got the strangest ways of sayin'
Whoo-hoo, hoo-wee!
My baby, my baby
My baby, my baby
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from Miss Congeniality (미스 에이전트) by Edward Shearmur [ost] (2000)
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