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I’m all jacked up on the bottle
And I’m wacked out of my mind
She left me for that mail man
Brown suit done crossed the line

That package she was waiting on
Had two legs and a smile
I’m bout to make a delivery
And I’m delivering red neck style

Ill hunt him with my old coon-dog
Expose with my spot light
Take another shot of whisky
I got a dog in this fight

When you’re messin with my women
You’ve got a country problem my man
I’ve got a first class package

Red neck delivery man

That old coon-dog is bayed up
It about midnight
I slam it in to 4 wheel
His butt is puckered up real tight

Like a tick on a coon dog
Digging in real deep
I don’t need no tracking system
Just my red neck philosophy

So when you hear those glass packs coming
You better scurry up that tree
You can bet your ass I’m coming
You bout to get a piece of me

Cause I’m coming with my coon-dog
Bringing my spot light
I’ll take another shot of whisky
I got a dog in this fight

When you’re messin with my women
You’ve got a country problem my man
I’ve got a first class package

Red neck delivery man

Watch out boy - here I come –

Red neck delivery man

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