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With stocking face I bought a gun The plan was set the plan was done Looked at my watch and started for the door Now the food here ain't so good no more And they closed the package store CHORUS: Love your mama, love your brother Love 'em till they run for cover Turn the light off, keep your shirt on Cry a jag on me Oh Michael Oh Jesus you know I'm not to blame You know my reputation for playing a good clean game Oh Michael Oh Jesus I'll keep my promise when You turn that heartbeat over again My poison's named you know my brand So please make mine a double, Sam Stir it up nice I'll eat it right here This highway runs from Paraguay And I've just come all the way CHORUS We warned the corpse of William Wright Not to cuss and drink all night Ticket in hand I saw him laid to rest But zombie see and zombie do He's here with me and you CHORUS
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