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from Man Man - Rabbit Habits (2008)
Butter beans, I’m gonna get you
I’m gonna stick you I’m gonna take you down And then romp; I’m goin' to hell, you're riding shot gun (Butter beans, I’m gonna get you, I’m gonna get you, I’m gonna get you) Butter beans, I know she wants you That you’ll make a lovely headdress or A double breasted suit of skin (Butter beans, I’m gonna get you, I’m gonna get you, I’m gonna get you) Cause Butter beans, you better stay sharp Cause I’m gonna freeze out life blood from that black heart I’m gonna fry I’m gonna fry with a smile on my face (Butter beans, I’m gonna get you, I’m gonna get you, I’m gonna get you) You think you’re so slick I seen her lipstick 'cross your dillsnick You think you’re so slick I seen a lipstick cross you're dillsnick Butter beans, you go and try and hide In the swamp grass I got swamp eyes And I’ll track you down like a bloodhound It’s your time to die (Butter beans I’m gonna get you, I’m gonna get you, I’m gonna get you) Butter beans, you’ve gotten so fat I can barely carry your weight across my tiny back Taught me singing and aim and I'll sin when you say my name (Butter beans, I’m gonna get you, I’m gonna get you, I’m gonna get you) Real thick black magic can't stop the tragedy From happening Pig’s feet and snake piss Crow tongue and cat face Horse tail and bone bits Bird’s nest and grave dust All of it won’t keep the tragedy from happening So run |
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