Lyrics:
and dance like the dickens to the West Texas waltz
My pickup needs a tune-up,
I better get up and make up
My mind to get on it today
The tractor's been
and me
I put on my boots and my overalls
And then I hear the old rooster call
The small town life, my girl by my side
The only thing missin' is my beer
pants
See the Tulones
Hit the thing on the back of the
If you switch up
Hoe watch how you walk
If you ain't stepping with us
Dropped My Ex, then went Fed
Pre>capo at 4 intro: em am (twice)
Em am em am
Weeping statues elvis sightings visitations man struck by lightning
Em am em am
Everyday someone gets
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley
To do Black music so selfishly
And use it to get myself wealthy (hey)
There's a concept that works
Twenty
a pirate on the scoreboard
These country boys'll tow tractor in an old Ford
Yeah, son, I'm talking bout where I'm from
Might ask, hey, Pa, how's your ma
no big deal
I'm not missing you at all
Things are lookin' up
After rain comes shine
I am doing fine
Bumblebees don't fly and Elvis is alive!
I loved
Elvis
I rock your nymph so hard
That is why she has been complaining to u that she has a fractured pelvis
She said life with u is
easy till she held my
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley
To do Black music so selfishly
And use it to get myself wealthy (hey)
There's a concept that works
Twenty
There's a for-sale sign on a big ol rusty tractor
You can't miss it it's the first thing that you see
Just up the road a pale blue water tower
There's a for-sale sign on a big ol rusty tractor
You can't miss it it's the first thing that you see
Just up the road a pale blue water tower
This is my time
I feel like Elvis
I'm prime time
And soon you'll know why
Imma bright light
Hovering in Paris
And I'm not quite ready to come down
Hmm Okay
Elvis can you hear us he said OK
Elvis is it ok ok he says ok
Hmm mmmm mmm okay kay
Dum dum Elvis can you hear us dum dum dum dum he said ok
Its mine that you own
I'm obsessed with you
Its all in the way you move
I can't take my eyes off of you
If I was Elvis you'd be my rhythm and blues
Wish
I was talking to a friend
Who said he saw a trailer full of crosses
Piled high and painted white
It was hooked up to a tractor
Like maybe they were
a tractor pull
I'm haunted by my illicit, explicit dreams
And I can't really wake up
So I just drift in between
Thinking the glass is half empty
saying. That's my point.
I.B. - Mista Lawnge, what do you mean by this nine point five thing?
M.L. - Could we talk about that some other time.
I.B. - But
zapped by a tractor beam
I got taken to heaven
I saw things that were never seen
Next thing I'm in a spaceship
Bound to a table, naked
Body and soul
don't know her
I just got a feelin' there's a couple things she could show me
Body never seen a fuckin' tummy tuck
Curly hair and natural butt is all she
to get by
And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis
And in my head there's all these
mean I'm disgusting
But it's just me, I'm just obscene (yeah)
Though I'm not the first king of controversy
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley
wont date that.
but I will go do one thing
take her to the crib and go into something
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rocking on the mic is my instrument,
trying to live
fell in love
She'd think of him as Elvis
If she knew who Elvis was
Spinning round and round
You can hear her moan
She's all by herself
But she's not
the key in the lock
Do my thing shorty eatin' my cock Love life by me bein' a boss
No dentist when you seein' me floss Been solid it's the G in me dawg
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