Folkfoot Lyrics, It Must Stink To Be Pink Lyrics
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- It Must Stink To Be Pink Lyrics (Words and Music by Michael Parrish) It Must Stink To be Pink And not be red, white and blue Don't go to Europe Spend your money on maple syrup And drink good American brew They don't have Wendy's They don't have McDonald's They don't have Burger King We've got Bob's Big Boys We've got lots of turquoise More than we need of everything It must stink To be pink And not be red white and blue Don't go to China Nothing could be finer Than right here in Kalamazoo Michigan, that is, home of the Gibson mandola We move to Dallas We move to Frisco We move to New Haven town They're born in Beijing They live in Moscow All of their fun is underground It must stink To be pink And not be red, white and blue Don't throw a tantrum Just move it on up to Antrim, New Hampshire And go to Wayno's Barbeque Biggest gazebo in 50 square miles Copyright 2004 Michael Parrish Published by Psychedelic Cowboy Music (ASCAP) Administered by Bug [Thanks to mparrish3@nyc.rr.com for lyrics]
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