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Go on home, your mama's calling you.
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Don't shake the tree when the fruit ain't ripe.
I see you got your list out. Say your piece and get out. Yes, I get the gist of it.
are you a zoner and/or bobby fan?
...you've been posting on the Phil Zone for how long?
I recall a former zoner frequently saying "i've seen Jerry more than you"
Shoe fits - is full of them.
Every time you rise you fall
You come on so strong with that same sad song
You never learned you can't make all the rules
Take a hike, we ain't got all night
Take your ball, get out my house, go home
It's a buck dancer's choice my friend
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If I had me a shotgun, I'd blow you straight to Hell
♤♤♤♤♤'Probably ♤♤♤♤
You thought you was the cool fool And never could do no wrong Had everything sown up tight How come you lay awake all night long?
What do you think your ribcage is a jail cell mama???
Lord made a lady out of Adam's rib
Next thing you know you got women's lib
Lovely to look upon, heaven to touch
It's a real shame they got to cost so much
I believe it was directed at the fictional Mr. Benson.
Deadhead-wise: "Bummer, Dude. That sucks like Bob on slide."
I don't need love, and I don't need you.....
Go on home your mama's calling you
Keep your Day Job
You ain't going to learn what you don't want to know
You've got a lot of nerve To say you are my friend I know, it's Dylan. But Jerry sang this tune with as much conviction as anyone. It's the fuck you pay me, of lyrical mastery.
There may come a day I will dance on your grave If unable to dance, I will crawl across it Unable to dance, I'll still crawl.
Gonna miss me when I'm gone
As Stagger Lee lit a cigarette she shot him in the balls Blew the smoke off her revolver, had him dragged to city hall Bayo, Bayo, see you hang him high He shot my Billy dead and now he's got to die
First, let me say thanks for these light hearted topics, we can all use some levity.
My vote: Loser
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Don't shake the tree when the
Don't shake the tree when the fruit ain't ripe.
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I see you got your list out.
I see you got your list out. Say your piece and get out. Yes, I get the gist of it.
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bobby fan
are you a zoner and/or bobby fan?
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...you've been posting on the
...you've been posting on the Phil Zone for how long?
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I recall a former zoner
I recall a former zoner frequently saying "i've seen Jerry more than you"
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Shoe fits - is full of them.
Shoe fits - is full of them.
Every time you rise you fall
You come on so strong with that same sad song
You never learned you can't make all the rules
Take a hike, we ain't got all night
Take your ball, get out my house, go home
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It's a buck dancer's choice
It's a buck dancer's choice my friend
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If I had me a shotgun, I'd
If I had me a shotgun, I'd blow you straight to Hell
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♤♤♤♤♤'Probably ♤♤♤♤
♤♤♤♤♤'Probably ♤♤♤♤
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You thought you was the cool
You thought you was the cool fool
And never could do no wrong
Had everything sown up tight
How come you lay awake all night long?
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What do you think your
What do you think your ribcage is a jail cell mama???
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Lord made a lady out of Adam
Lord made a lady out of Adam's rib
Next thing you know you got women's lib
Lovely to look upon, heaven to touch
It's a real shame they got to cost so much
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I believe it was directed at
I believe it was directed at the fictional Mr. Benson.
Deadhead-wise: "Bummer, Dude. That sucks like Bob on slide."
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I don't need love, and I don
I don't need love, and I don't need you.....
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Go on home your mama's
Go on home your mama's calling you
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Keep your Day Job
Keep your Day Job
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You ain't going to learn what
You ain't going to learn what you don't want to know
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You've got a lot of nerve
You've got a lot of nerve
To say you are my friend
I know, it's Dylan. But Jerry sang this tune with as much conviction as anyone.
It's the fuck you pay me, of lyrical mastery.
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There may come a day I will
There may come a day I will dance on your grave
If unable to dance, I will crawl across it
Unable to dance, I'll still crawl.
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Gonna miss me when I'm gone
Gonna miss me when I'm gone
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As Stagger Lee lit a
As Stagger Lee lit a cigarette she shot him in the balls
Blew the smoke off her revolver, had him dragged to city hall
Bayo, Bayo, see you hang him high
He shot my Billy dead and now he's got to die
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First, let me say thanks
First, let me say thanks for these light hearted topics, we can all use some levity.
My vote: Loser