My Baby Loves Malt Liquor
written by Roger Alan Wade and Dennis Knutson
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My baby she loves malt liquor
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Loves to wash it down with a figthin' **** kicker
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Just layin' on that big ass clickin' that clicker Lord
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My baby she loves malt liquor
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Yeah her ex-old man was a guitar picker
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Then Lord he likely blew his ticker
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He couldn't keep the fridge full of Colt 45
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When the booze ran out she sent him packin'
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Went lookin' for a man with corporate backin'
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Fat lips smackin' underneath that big beehive
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Yeah she got a pocket book full of cigarettes and Snickers
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She got room on her rump for a big bumper sticker
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I'm just glad if it don't say "honk if I'm ugly and fat"
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'Cause If I had a horn I'd have to blow it
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And she'd say "kiss my ass" and then she'd show it
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And I rather go blind than look at somethin' like that
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My baby she loves malt liquor
D
Loves to wash it down with a fightin' **** kicker
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Just layin' on her drunk ass clickin' that clicker Lord
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My baby she loves malt liquor
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Yeah it's been 3 weeks since she changed them knickers
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And all she wants to do is drink and bicker
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Hell I'd hose her down and she'd just brush her tooth
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She loves bon-bons, ding-dongs, birthday cakes
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A wig-wearin' walkin-talkin' big earthquake
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Ah she ran off she was gnawin' on a Baby Ruth
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My baby she loves malt liquor
D
Loves to wash it down with a fightin' **** kicker
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Just layin' on her drunk ass clickin' that clicker Lord
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My baby she loves malt liquor
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Yeah well my baby she loves malt liquor
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