Hooky Junk - Gourds, The Lyrics

Hooky Junk

Yer full of wine and meat, throw yer bacon in the street
Yer long white hair is covered in blood
And i'm singing to the roaches and puttin' pecans in my pie
My tears are fallin down, i got something in my eye

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Well the devil was dancin' with some spittle on his cheek
Gyrating with his bread knife and shuffling his feet
He starts to yelling at the jack ass who was painting his floor Said, "when the paint gets dry, jack ass, we gonna go get tore.

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Then the cubans saw us coming. I hit the wall with my fist
After supper and a beer i got to feeling like this
I got a big sex engine and a big ol'.....gut
But i like to lick the nipples and i like to shake that butt....

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