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Ridin' Dirty On My Moped
In Carolina there is no helmet law As my girlfriend complains, all I hear is blah, blah, blah She is still stewing over me buying all the accessories in the catalog I tell her to bow down to me, I am now the Big Bad Dog I am now sportin' my new leather chaps Up side the head, from her I get a smack I will mark a new territory the Hell's Angels would fear to tread Looking hard and ridin' dirty on my Moped At this point, I tear the sleeves off my blue jean jacket She tells me to stop trying to Mac It I smile with my Gold tooth displayed She tells me I need help, she drops to her knees to pray Then she asks me if I stopped taking my Meds I tell her I really love you, it's a Two seater, we can both ride dirty on my Moped I tell her I haven't shaved for Five days She says she sees the peach fuzz on my face I look at her and tell her I am a 15 year old trying to make it in this dog eat dog society Either get on or get out and miss my noteriety She says she's had enough and besides it's almost curfew So I depart to the trailer park and pick up that floozy Gracie Lou I tell her to hang on, it could get wild, I am what they call pure white bread She grabs my waist and is ready to ride dirty on my Moped It can't get any dirtier, a trailer girl that smells real bad I look back and recall, this was the best summer I ever had
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