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I've got no hard lipped woman |
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Nagging at who I should be |
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The blues lights rounding the corner |
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They're not turning for no one like me |
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Got a bucket of fried on the bench beside me |
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Enough chicken for one man's needs |
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Life's been getting a little bit easy lately |
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Been swingin' from tree to tree |
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No place I gotta be |
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Come on up in a tree |
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My chicken tastes good |
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My chicken tastes good |
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I love my chicken |
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I love my chicken in a tree |
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There's a good moves of a lifetime |
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Going back to favor these times |
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And to work and to move and to see |
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All those good thing's I've done |
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Come back to take care of me |
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Take care of me, care of me |
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You don't need to pay a dollar for your dues |
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If all you're planning on playing are contentment blues |
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I've got no hard-lipped woman |
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Nagging at who I should be |
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I see blues rounding the corner |
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Not turning for someone like me |
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I got a box of fried on the bench beside me |
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Enough chicken for one's man's needs |
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Life's been getting a bit breezy lately |
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Been swinging from tree to breeze |
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No place you gotta be |
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Keep your head in the leaves |
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The air smells sweet up here |
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The chicken tastes good |
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I love my chicken |
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I love my chicken in a tree |
