| I know there’s never been a man in the awful shape I’m in
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| I can’t even spell my name, my heads in such a spin
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| Today I tried to eat a steak with a big old tablespoon
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| You got me chasin' rabbits, walkin' on my hands
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| And a-howlin' at the moon
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| Well look, I took one look at you
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| And it almost drove me mad
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| And then I even went and lost what little sense I had
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| Now I can’t tell the day from night, I’m crazy as a loon
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| You got me chasin' Rabbits, pullin' out my hair
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| And a-howlin' at the moon
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| --- Instrumental ---
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| Some friends of mine asked me to go out on a huntin' spree
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| 'Cause there ain’t a hound dog in this state
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| That can hold a light to me
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| I eat three bones for dinner today, then I tried to tree a 'Coon
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| You got me chasin' Rabbits, scratchin' fleas
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| And a-howlin' at the moon
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| I rode my horse to town today and a gas pump we did pass
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| I pulled 'im up and I hollered whoa!, said fill 'em up with gas
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| The man picked up a monkey wrench and wham!
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| He changed my tune
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| You got me chasin' rabbits, spittin' out teeth
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| And a-howlin' at the moon
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| I never thought in this old world a fool could fall so hard
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| But honey, baby, when I fell the whole world
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| Must have jarred
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| I think I’d quit my doggish ways
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| If you’d take me for your groom
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| You got me chasin' rabbits, pickin' out rings
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| And a-howlin' at the moon… |