Lyrics:
Get your quarter back, friend don’t rig my worth (Victoria LaQuíta)
Man, I'm roaring in my twenties
They get loans to buy some twenties
I got,
ligger i min kist
For et 9-16 ikk' skabt
Til at du skal blie rig
Jeg prøver på at ramme den der passive passiv passiv
Mens jeg sidder i min morgenkåbe
i
Molotov suger Hennessy, jaerh
Studietid som vores alibi
Gadeplan til vi alle er rig' okay, okay
Wahesh, wahesh studietid som vores ali'-ali'
Helt
to dust
Let me run the wheels plumb up a Greyhound bus
You know I have been running these highways in this old rig for a long long time
And I have been
the scales alright
Six days on the road and I'm a gonna make it home tonight
Well my rig's a little old but that don't mean she's slow
There's a flame from my
barreling down Old 66,
When up beside me pulled a brand new diesel rig,
Both stacks blowing black coal,
And as he pulled around and back in front of me,
A big
she's running
How was I to know
That girl could take my heart
Everywhere she go
Dope sick girl a rig and a ride she got no freedom
Little demon
Army,
Facing my in-laws,
Five months of bills,
Sending Christmas cards,
Oh, Jeez!
I'm trying to rig up these lights!
And finding a Christmas tree.
Today I was barrelin' down old 66
When up beside me pulled down a brand new diesel rig
Both stacks of blowin' black coal
And as she pulled around and back
my pretty Alice in every head light
Alice, Dallas Alice
I've been from Tucson to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonapah
Driven every kind of rig that's
tonight I can dodge all the scales all right Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Well my rig's a little old But that don't mean she's
my pretty Alice in every headlight
Alice, Dallas Alice
And I been from Tucson to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonopah
Driven every kind of rig that's
the time of day
From The Atchison, Topeka And The Santa Fe
Here she comes
Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
Hey, Jim you'd better get the rig
Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
a change in the weather.
Two bright sidelight's winkin' and blinkin',
Ain't no finer rig I'm a-thinkin'
You c'n keep your rig if you're thinkin' 'at I'd
the time of day
From The Atchison, Topeka And The Santa Fe
Here she comes
Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
Hey, Jim you'd better get the rig
Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
식혀줘 우리의 온도는 같아져
Chorus
I want you to take me with your sexy pink rigs
I want you to turn me on by your flirty pink lips
Verse 2
여기저기 tracks of pink
eye
This chest of gold
Won't buy an escape
There's no where left to hide
While the gods in a dead sky
Rig this stupid game
Just want to steal from
været ud og hustle for dem
Indkasseret for hvis en blind man ka' bli'
Rig på at spille klaver
Så kan Ace også bli' rig
På at spille det her
Det kræver
If you're a big rig man, roll on mother trucker
Walk your own line, fly your own color
When you're born red, white and blue
You're free to choose
Green
i i to know
That girl could take my heart
everywhere she go
Dope sick girl a rig and a rid she got no freedom
Little deamon gonna hide inside she's
Today I was barrelin' down old 66
When up beside me pulled down a brand new diesel rig
Both stacks of blowin' black coal
And as she pulled around and back
a change in the weather
Two bright sidelights winkin' and blinkin'
Ain't no finer rig I'm a thinkin'
You can keep your rig if you're thinkin'
'At I'd
the weather
Two bright sidelight's winkin' and blinkin'
Ain't no finer rig I'm a thinkin'
You can keep your rig if you're thinkin'
'At I'd care to swap
my pretty Alice in every headlight Alice Dallas Alice
I've been from Tucson to Tucumcari Tehacepi to Tanapah
Driven every kind of rig that's ever
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