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Secretaris-Generaal VN
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![]() She's a crooked sheriff in a real straight town
She openend the door, shake shake shake the lights go down Clover honey and the Jimson Weed Red leather skirt way up above her knees Oh yeah, my baby's lowdown She's a gone lost dirt road There ain't no way back I been told Well she's a story they all tell She's a rebel, she's a yell Oh yeah, my baby's lowdown White heat in a cold rain I'm a mergin here in your mergin lane Jockey La Fayette, Big Eyed Al The second hand moon's shining for my gal She's a big red flag in a mean bullpen She'll steal it from you, sell it right back to you again Well, she's a wild rose, she's not settled Cold gun of ice blue metal, Oh, my baby's lowdown White heat in a cold rain I'm a mergin here in your mergin lane Jockey La Fayette, Big Eyed Al She's a cheap motel with a burned out sign She'll take care of you definitely every time She got a stolen check book and legs up to there Singing into a hairbrush, right in front of the mirror Oh yeah, my baby's lowdown
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I have a total irreverence for anything connected with society except that which makes the roads safer, the beer stronger, the food cheaper and the old men and old women warmer in the winter and happier in the summer. |
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