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06 Feb 2002, 21:30
I know most of you hate country, but I´ve liked it since the good old days where I lived in Colorado. Read these lyrics by this band - the song is called "Fag Song". If you want the MP3 send me a PM.
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me and my buddy got us a wild hair
and figured we wanted to go somewhere
so we loaded up my ragtop chevrolet
we had a little bit of money and a whole
lot of show and with hank jr. blarin on the radio
we got a tank full of gas and we were goin' our way
we figured we'd go down to new orleans
we were barrelling old 17
when a man with a blinking red light was on our tail
he said you were doing 60 in a 45
but i'm gonna let you go this time
but if i catch u again
i'm gonna slap you up in the county jail
we said thank your sir sure been nice
and you aint gonna have to tell us twice
and we southbound down with the wind blowin in our faces
we kept on rollin and pretty soon
the radio was cookin' out a haggard tune
and we were pullin into houston
checkin out all them places
i was feelin dry and i said i think
we ought to stop and give ourselves a drink
o' jim said yeah
cuz we got time to kill
we kept on rollin and i´ve seen this spot
we pulled into the parking lot
of this place called the cloud nine bar and grill
we walked through the door the place was jammed
the lights were low they had a punk rock band
and some orange-haired fellas singin 'bout suicide
i said jim this ain't our kinda place
he said well let's just have one-round any way
so against my better judgement we walked on inside
went up to the bar and we sat down
this fella walked up and said i'll buy this round
and he sat down on the barstoll next to jim
he looked like a girl but he talked like a guy
had lipstick on and mascara in his eye
and everybody in that place looked just about like him
i said jim this ain't our kind of bar
let's just go on out and get back in the car
cuz theirs gonna be trouble
aint no sense in takin a chance
we were gettin up gettin ready to leave
somebody grabbed o' jim by the sleeve
this good lookin girl was askin my buddy to dance
i said jim don't do it there´s somethin´ missin´
there´s fellas dancin and fellas kissin´
that´s a fella in high heeled shoes wearin´ pantyhose
he said partner i just cant turn this down
you just go over there and have one more round
and i'll dance with a lady
and we'll get on down the road
so he walked away and left me alone
and this funny lookin fella kept comin on
and he was makin me mad in some of the things he said
and then he put his hand on my knee
i said if you dont get your paw off me
i'm gonna locate your nose around
on the side of your head
he said i love it when you get that fire in your eyes
i said well partner try this on for size
and i unloaded on him and he went out like a light
everybody in that place must've been his friend
they all headed for me i said this is the end
but where i come from we don't give up without a fight
they were screamin and yellin and scrathin and clawin
i was punchin and hittin and kickin and pawin
i was holdin my own cuz i've been in a scrap or two
o' jim comin runnin up out of the blue
and that gal he was with comin runnin up 2
and proceeded to beat on me with a high heel shoe
i grabbed her by the hair it come off in my hand
and that girl beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
and o' jim just got sick right there on the floor
he dropped that dude like as shot from a gun
smeared his lipstick made his makeup run
and me and o'l jim started fightin our way to the door
man, we lit out of there in that chevrolet
and i put her on the floor she stayed that way
we were goin down the highway doin about 110
we were headed for home and we were gettin nearer
when a red light came on the rear view mirror
and that same blame cop pulled us over again
well, now i'm sittin here in this county jail
had to call my daddy to go our bail
but i learned me a lesson i never will forget again
i done give up drinkin i give up bars
and runnin around the country in souped up cars
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me and my buddy got us a wild hair
and figured we wanted to go somewhere
so we loaded up my ragtop chevrolet
we had a little bit of money and a whole
lot of show and with hank jr. blarin on the radio
we got a tank full of gas and we were goin' our way
we figured we'd go down to new orleans
we were barrelling old 17
when a man with a blinking red light was on our tail
he said you were doing 60 in a 45
but i'm gonna let you go this time
but if i catch u again
i'm gonna slap you up in the county jail
we said thank your sir sure been nice
and you aint gonna have to tell us twice
and we southbound down with the wind blowin in our faces
we kept on rollin and pretty soon
the radio was cookin' out a haggard tune
and we were pullin into houston
checkin out all them places
i was feelin dry and i said i think
we ought to stop and give ourselves a drink
o' jim said yeah
cuz we got time to kill
we kept on rollin and i´ve seen this spot
we pulled into the parking lot
of this place called the cloud nine bar and grill
we walked through the door the place was jammed
the lights were low they had a punk rock band
and some orange-haired fellas singin 'bout suicide
i said jim this ain't our kinda place
he said well let's just have one-round any way
so against my better judgement we walked on inside
went up to the bar and we sat down
this fella walked up and said i'll buy this round
and he sat down on the barstoll next to jim
he looked like a girl but he talked like a guy
had lipstick on and mascara in his eye
and everybody in that place looked just about like him
i said jim this ain't our kind of bar
let's just go on out and get back in the car
cuz theirs gonna be trouble
aint no sense in takin a chance
we were gettin up gettin ready to leave
somebody grabbed o' jim by the sleeve
this good lookin girl was askin my buddy to dance
i said jim don't do it there´s somethin´ missin´
there´s fellas dancin and fellas kissin´
that´s a fella in high heeled shoes wearin´ pantyhose
he said partner i just cant turn this down
you just go over there and have one more round
and i'll dance with a lady
and we'll get on down the road
so he walked away and left me alone
and this funny lookin fella kept comin on
and he was makin me mad in some of the things he said
and then he put his hand on my knee
i said if you dont get your paw off me
i'm gonna locate your nose around
on the side of your head
he said i love it when you get that fire in your eyes
i said well partner try this on for size
and i unloaded on him and he went out like a light
everybody in that place must've been his friend
they all headed for me i said this is the end
but where i come from we don't give up without a fight
they were screamin and yellin and scrathin and clawin
i was punchin and hittin and kickin and pawin
i was holdin my own cuz i've been in a scrap or two
o' jim comin runnin up out of the blue
and that gal he was with comin runnin up 2
and proceeded to beat on me with a high heel shoe
i grabbed her by the hair it come off in my hand
and that girl beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
and o' jim just got sick right there on the floor
he dropped that dude like as shot from a gun
smeared his lipstick made his makeup run
and me and o'l jim started fightin our way to the door
man, we lit out of there in that chevrolet
and i put her on the floor she stayed that way
we were goin down the highway doin about 110
we were headed for home and we were gettin nearer
when a red light came on the rear view mirror
and that same blame cop pulled us over again
well, now i'm sittin here in this county jail
had to call my daddy to go our bail
but i learned me a lesson i never will forget again
i done give up drinkin i give up bars
and runnin around the country in souped up cars
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