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Fuck Ya'll, We're From Texas

Text písně Fuck Ya'll, We're From Texas

Humidity doesn't bother me 
Neither does the pouring rain 
Cause 5 minutes later it's better or worse 
But it never stays the same 

It's hot and it's dusty 
My armpits are musty 
and my cowboy hat is soaked 
A man on a three wheeled bike 
sets me up with a 50 cent snow cone 

At a quarter to two eatin' Mexican food 
Free chips and beans and rice 
SMILE WHEN YOU SAY TEXAS 
And everything will be alright 

We've got Willie Nelson 
And Serial Killers 
And King Of The Hill 
And the moonshine distillers 
And Texas is the only place to have killed 
The president in his car 
Heavy laws for petty crimes 
Paying off probation fees 
A system designed to fuck you up 
That's why our prisons are our 
fastest growing indusrty (fuck the system) 

In 1980 John Travolta 
Filmed Urban Cowboy here 
Lookin' for love in all the wrong places 
And drinking Gilley's beer 

In the basement of the Alamo 
We've got Pee Wee Hermans Bike 

FUCK YA'LL WE'RE FROM TEXAS 
Where the stars are big and bright 
All night 
Yee-Haw