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Texas any old time I've got those hup, two, three, four occupation G.I. Blues From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes And if I don't go
Texas any old time I've got those hup, two, three, four Occupation G.I. Blues From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes And if I don't go
At easy, men Your brain's in your palm again Yay, yay You'll do no harm, my friend Yay, yay Will you be my G.I. Joe? In the boot camp of my
D-you-N-G-I D-you-N-G-I (and then say themba) themba Themba T-H-E-M-be-A Themba (say themba) themba Themba T-H-E-M-be-A Themba (say ngi ne
the first time around I can see all the weakness I pick all the faults Well I concede all the faith tests Just to stick in your throats Thirty one G
you know That Ivan meets G.I. Joe He tried his tricks- that Ruskie bear The United Nations said it's all fair He did the radiation - the chemical
Verse 1 I's (G)born in Louisiana, down (C)on the old bay-(G)ou; (C)Raised on shrimp and (G)catfish, (A7)Mammy's good gum-(D7)bo. I (G
down and beat Then I started feelin' strong when Friday finally came along T.G.I.F you know what that means Get down to the beach A.S.A.P Yea, there's
This is the G.I. Jive Man alive It starts with the bugler blowin' reveille Over your bed when you arrive Jack, that's the G. I. Jive
This is the G.I. Jive Man alive It starts with the bugler blowin' reveille Over your bed when you arrive Jack, that's the G. I. Jive
G I are L T A L K, the girls talk G I are L T A L K, the girls talk You've been talking trash again, oh no Don't pretend, you're not my friend, oh
down and beat But I started feelin' strong when Friday finally came along [Chorus] T-G-I-F, you know what that means Get down to the beach A-S-A-P
Jamie G. I want you Even though I know that I can't have you Even though I don't know which way you go I'm dying to come with you What kind
rider and a And a G and a G, I'm a G, I'm a G I'm a G, I'm a G, I'm a G, I'm a G Now guess who stepped through the motherfucking door Boys
[C] smiling I`ll [G] miss you but no one will ever [C] know I`ll [G] tell them we grew tired of each [C] other And [D] realized our dreams could
I'm so jealous I wish I looked exactly like her What's it like to have that body? I'm gawking while I wonder [Chorus] S-T-A-R-I-N-G I can't
Waltz across Texas with you in my arms
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I could waltz across Texas with you
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take a rock-a-beatin' boogie, Rock-a-beatin' boogie beat Well, the rock-a-beatin' boogie, b-o-o-g-i-e Well, rockin' to the rhythm
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And when you look at me with those stars in your eyes
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I could waltz across Texas with
L-double O-K-I-N-G I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids Told me not
on him He still feels the way he felt over forty years ago Here's to the old man, here's to G.I.Joe He only sang the old songs, he's standing still in
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And when you look at me with those stars in your eyes
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I could waltz across Texas with
I's (G)born in Louisiana, down (C)on the old bay-(G)ou; (C)Raised on shrimp and (G)catfish, (A7)Mammy's good gum-(D7)bo. I (G)got the ramblin'
i want to be a nudist and live by the sea i want to be a businessman drinking lots of coffee and i want to be in love k i s s i n g g g g g g g