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Hitch my horse up to the town I got my toenails painted brown And you better not let my good gal catch you here She'll cut you down and put the blame on me
Just a muscle in a bag Throw my baby, don't let her sag And better not let my good gal catch you here She gettin' all juiced up with a bottle of plain rat beerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.