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Smoov-E( Smoov E )
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Squeezebox Theme
Smoke stack, burning weed Chase tequila shots, with whiskey Still slick as butter Smooth like water Got 1, 2, 3, 4 ranchers daughters So I taste the talent I like the taste? with the floor I won't even had seen her face You had better catch the train, when I'm around I'm banging every poontaing if it ain't tied down
Hide the women Hide the children He's coming to town To touch every little piece if it ain't held down They call him Rusty Squeezebox *x2* I be in town running deep Just sleeping around Boozed up Zipping down evening gowns They call him Rusty Squeezebox *x2*
Hide the booze & hide the children Had to look the door & stole the women Still causing trouble, pain & visits I said blow (chikkaa chikkaa chikka) Blow, don't kiss it It's the box a squeeze & fornicate I eat fried steak & sweat potato & when I leave the town with smiling faces Cause I stick the largest thing in the smallest places
Hide the women Hide the children He's coming to town To touch every little piece if it ain't held down They call him Rusty Squeezebox *x2* I be in town running deep Just sleeping around Boozed up Zipping down evening gowns They call him Rusty Squeezebox *x2* Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I'm a full grown bachelor Pulling young galls at my candy story Still looking slick, dressing proper But I tear em off a Betty Crocker So we drink em down & drink em fast & she let me slip it in the ass You'd better take the chance when it comes To make sweet love right between their buns
Hide the women Hide the children He's coming to town To touch every little piece if it ain't held down They call him Rusty Squeezebox *x2* I be in town running deep Just sleeping around Boozed up Zipping down evening gowns They call him Rusty Squeezebox *x2*
*oh no no no no no no not there not there * They call him Rusty Squeezebox *x2*
Riding from town to town on his thouroughbreed Seducing the vixens Planting his seed *are you going to take your pants off?!* They'd ask Rusty the Pervert Trusty gold flask *You're old enough to be my dad!* They'd confess Spurs hanging low Offending with sex *mmmhmm* Filling his canteen Along came a whore That caught Rusty's eye At the General Store
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