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Yeah, I ain't a demon
I ain't an angel
But I try my best
Yeah, it's so hard to wrangle
All of my emotions
Down in my head
Yeah, I ain't a demon
I

wrangles
Ooh ooh ooh
Shawty just want her a gangster,
Shawty just want her a gangster
Ooh ooh ooh
Know that she keep her a banger,
Probably got one in

gone
Gonna raise his tail
And wrangle his wing

Some say she got plenty of stockings
Some she got some Divas and Kramer
Wire despair
And shakin' her

to "make up your mind"

I can't make up my mind

Help me to not need help
'Cause I'm lonely and so independent 
It's crazy when I wrangle stability
'Cause

you'll miss me

One two wrangle the tango
Three four can't do calypso
Boogie woogie oogie boot scootin' limbo
One two three hey ho lets disco

One two

Wrangle Mountain Song

John Denver

Autograph

1980

it home

I can't wait to see the Wrangle Mountain
I can't wait to do what I will do
Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly
When I can't

Open your mouths 
And you sway who decieve
For they exterminated your faith
And made you repungent
A constant wrangle 
Surging with hate
Never ending

Take a ride on big green tractor
Raise the rent as the mold grows larger
Fix the heat once Christmas is over
Six months without a shitter
Wrangle em

to wrangle 'round that hardwood
Don't ya' think it'd do your heart good?
Just me and you doin' a new step
Getting our boots wet
Dancin' in denim

Little Joe the Wrangler will wrangle nevermore
His days with the roundup they are o'er
Was a year ago last April when he rode into our camp
Just

Runtz I'm inhaling
Glock my repellent
Play wit me (Don't do it)
Speak that shit that she wanna hear
She gone wrangle in my jeep (We wrestle)
Two tone

he can drink his beer, wrangle up his steer
But I'm not looking for a cowboy here
Don't get me wrong, he'll probably buy you flowers
They really know

Only two things in life that you just can't wrangle
Cowboys and angels

All white, snoot boot, dirty south
Gold on his neck, gold in his mouth
Date

your head all up in a tangle
And Tuesday is too much for anyone to wrangle
Waiting on Friday is just too much of a gamble
Just come on down and meet me

will remember
Every thing we've done
They say it's hard to wrangle
A solitary son

When I'm old and tired
I think I'm going to find
We're riding through

hand goes
See my man, getting mad loud, tell him cut
The chat or we'll get in a wrangle, strangle

You don't wanna leave a man mangled
Take that flick

Little Joe, the Wrangler

Cisco Houston

Cowboy Songs from Folkways

1991

He was little Joe, the wrangler,
He'll wrangle nevermore
His days with the remuda, they are o'er
Was a year ago last April
That he rode into our

Nugget

Cake

Fashion Nugget

1996

Okay alright, uh no
This one, this one, this one

Heads of state, who ride and wrangle
Who look at your face, from more than one angle
Can cut

Okay, all right, oh no

This one, this one, this one

Heads of state who ride and wrangle

Who look at your face from more than one angle

Can cut

Little Joe the Wrangler

Chris LeDoux

Old Cowboy Classics

1983

Little Joe the wrangler he'll wrangle never more
His days with the remuda they're all done
It was long about last April he rode into our camp
Just

walk a lonely road
So walk back home

All we know
Is peace and love and hope
It's overgrown

But
You clash with gladiators
Wrangle masses of alligators

nigga had to wrangle up some
And uhm...
I shine like the one I'm sun kissed 
Quench my thirst till the worst I'm done wit
Yo chick run a blitz on my dick

on the wrist 
Wrangle, wrangle up a few twist 
Now when you gonna do shit 
Heh, stupid 
I ain't here to prove
That the Buddha got the groove
I'm just some fuckin

the dice
Wrangle your bitch, Ray Mysterio (wrangle)
I'm a nut in ya honey like Cheerio (cheery)
Got a girl in the sheets, call that undercover
Keep that