Letras:
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ten Well well well Engine room to bombardier Is this a dream I died and went to Heaven She's enough to make you Cry in your beer How can a good thing 7

to your tiny Pick- up truck in the driveway, With a sticker on the window "Rest in Peace Number 3". Tell all your friends How you put her in her place. 7

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salute, it's a 21 guitar salute It's a... We saw him sitting there, a-drinking my beer And I went in for the war it's 7 o'clock on a Saturday night

. A-worry about me when I'm gone." He was her man but he done her wrong. 3. Frankie went down to the corner saloon. Get a bucket of beer. Said to the

a job I found a nice place to visit but a better place to rob I left my car outside and the engine is still revvin' Time to get busy at 7-Eleven I went

on a heart that was killed with a spear Looking for a body that was thrown from up here Trying to survive because he's lacking a beer And that is all

A nice cold beer. Always seem to be wonderin' Why there's nothing goin' down here. *Repeat Well they call me the Workin' Man. I guess that's what I am. Well I get up at 7

keep them alive Drivin' Drivin' Drivin' Blacktop rollin' Were goin', goin' to Amrillo A zero to a sixty, in a 7.5 A model and a bagel steels California A glass of a beer