Kinky Friedman - Up against the wall redneck mother Lyrics
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- Up against the wall redneck mother Lyrics
Album: Live From The Lone Star Café (Ray Wylie Hubbard) He was born in Oklahoma His wife's name is Betty Jo Thelma Liz. He's not responsible for what he's doing; His mother made him what he is. And it's up against the wall redneck mother Mother who has raised her son so well. He's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks Just kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell. Well, you know, he sure likes to drink that Lone Star beer And he chases it down with that Wild Turkey bourbon liquor. He got a ‘57 GMC pick ‘em up truck with a gun rack And a “I'd Rather Be A Roper Than A Doperâ€ bumper sticker. And it's up against the wall redneck mother Mother who has raised her son so well. He's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks Just kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell. M is for the mud flaps you gave me for my pick-up truck O is for the oil I put in my pick-up truck, drain it out, and put grease on my hair, T is for Tolly Parton, H is for Haggard E is for El Paso and R is for REDNECK! And it's up against the wall redneck mother Mother who has raised her son so well. He's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks Kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell. And it's up against the wall redneck mother Mother who has raised her son so well. And he's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks Just kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell. Where, Kinky ? Where ? Right here in the Lone Star Café in New York City!
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