I was naked to the waist With my fierce black hound And I'm cookin up a Filipino Box Spring Hog Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring Hog Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring Hog
the sea, The Hog of the Forsaken, he is the hog for me! He chokes the water hyacinth flowin' to the sea, The Hog of the Forsaken, he is the hog for me
up yourself There goes your chivalry From on top of the world, I'll throw you down a rope From on top of the world, I'll throw you down a rope Hog tied
I'll be out of town 'til the chilly winds start to blow Out on my night hog, somebody temptin' Hear it scream on by your house My rolling hog will hunt
You wanna know where legends live? At the rainbow's end I'll be there There's a place in inner space That's where I'll get to you I'm not the shy retiring
Gore hog brings death! Tusks... Soaked with warm blood... Immense pig of doom... Snout basted with gore. Tusks disembowel... Entrails pulled out Blood
Yer lickin' lips come laced with honey Allow me to fill yer tummy Just like yer daddy did to mummy Hog love - pays a penance Passion ends - begins repentance Hog
hog on my mind Got a Cadillac V-8 motovatin' down the line Don't wave your pretty fist at me, I'm on the Freeway Baby I'm losin' time Well, You know about a road hog
[includes part of the leather conversation] Bozzio: God, that was really beautiful . . . O'Hearn: Ha-uh . .
Written by Jimmie Rodgers Recorded by Hank Snow Something about you mama that sure gives me the blues Something about you mama that sure gives me the
play for a country mile Everybody knows that we're hog wild Yeah, everybody knows that we're hog wild Everybody knows that we're hog wild Everybody knows that we're hog
my honey but he's my sugar dad This country boy ain't doin' too bad Livin' high on someone else's hog Well, I'm livin' high on someone else's hog I
hand for the hog A feller and a hog had a comedy act The feller was terrible as a matter of fact That hog was o funny sucker though How about a hand for the hog
My baby taught me how to be My baby taught me how to fight My baby taught me how to die Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, alcohol! My baby taught me how to
Well they tell me but I can't be sure that a man's best friend is a mangy cur I kinda favor the hog myself how about a hand for the hog Ya say a hog ain
, I'm that walkin' ground hog Mama, an I walks through 'round in my den Now, I'm that walkin' ground hog Mama, an I walks around in my den Now, an if
She came from money He called her honey Her family makes wine He's robbing her blind When I see her and you on 2nd Avenue, Well, it makes me wanna spew
(Royston Langdon) *Here, Royston takes some swipes at Antony, and we are given a Roy's-eye-view of the two brother's sibling rivalry.* As he turns the