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| − | + | It gets so sticky down here | |
| + | Better butter your cue-finger up | ||
| + | It's the start of another new year | ||
| + | Better call the newspaper up | ||
| + | 2.50 for a hi-ball, | ||
| + | And buck and a half for a beer | ||
| + | Happy hour, happy hour | ||
| + | Happy hour is here | ||
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| + | The long days of Shockley are gone | ||
| + | So is football Kennedy style | ||
| + | Famous last words taken all wrong | ||
| + | Wind up on the very same pile | ||
| + | 2.50 for a decade | ||
| + | And a buck and a half for a year | ||
| + | Happy hour, happy hour | ||
| + | Happy hour is here | ||
| + | |||
| + | I can cry, beg and whine | ||
| + | T'every Rebel I find | ||
| + | Just to give me a line | ||
| + | I could use to describe | ||
| + | |||
| + | They'd say, "Baby eat this chicken slow | ||
| + | It's full of all them little bones." | ||
| + | "Baby eat this chicken slow | ||
| + | It's full of all them little bones." | ||
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| + | So regal and decadent here | ||
| + | Coffin cheaters dance on their graves | ||
| + | Music, all it's delicate fear | ||
| + | Is the only thing that don't change | ||
| + | 2.50 for an eyeball | ||
| + | And a buck and a half for an ear | ||
| + | Happy hour, happy hour | ||
| + | Happy hour is here | ||
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| + | Well nothing's dead down here, just a little tired | ||
| + | Nothing is dead down here, it's just a little tired | ||
| + | Oh nothings's dead down here, it's just a little tired | ||
| + | Nothing is dead down here, it's just a little tired | ||
| + | Oooh, "Baby eat this chicken slow | ||
| + | It's full of all them little bones." | ||
| + | "Baby eat this chicken slow | ||
| + | It's full of all them little bones." | ||
Revision as of 16:43, February 4, 2010
It gets so sticky down here Better butter your cue-finger up It's the start of another new year Better call the newspaper up 2.50 for a hi-ball, And buck and a half for a beer Happy hour, happy hour Happy hour is here
The long days of Shockley are gone So is football Kennedy style Famous last words taken all wrong Wind up on the very same pile 2.50 for a decade And a buck and a half for a year Happy hour, happy hour Happy hour is here
I can cry, beg and whine T'every Rebel I find Just to give me a line I could use to describe
They'd say, "Baby eat this chicken slow It's full of all them little bones." "Baby eat this chicken slow It's full of all them little bones."
So regal and decadent here Coffin cheaters dance on their graves Music, all it's delicate fear Is the only thing that don't change 2.50 for an eyeball And a buck and a half for an ear Happy hour, happy hour Happy hour is here
Well nothing's dead down here, just a little tired Nothing is dead down here, it's just a little tired Oh nothings's dead down here, it's just a little tired Nothing is dead down here, it's just a little tired Oooh, "Baby eat this chicken slow It's full of all them little bones." "Baby eat this chicken slow It's full of all them little bones."
