| I ain’t got no inclination
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| Give away my sweet sensation
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| Sleepin’in an old toolshed
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| Scumbag cryin’on his pillow
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| Oooh…
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| When you wanna be with me then we will see
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| Who’s fuckin’with my head
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| Hey hey hey hey
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| Fuckin’with my head
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| Hey hey hey hey
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| Found myself in New Orleans
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| With a scarecrow in my jeans
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| Feed my forehead through the ceilin'
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| Drank my coffee with a hubcap
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| Yeah
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| Oooh…
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| When you want to be with me then we will see
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| Who’s fuckin’with my head
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| No no no no Fuckin’with my head
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| Hey hey hey hey
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| Devil’s got pantyhose on his head
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| Oh yeah, and he’s robbin’me but all I got’s cornbread
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| Well, you turn my body into a crutch
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| And now I’m limpin’all over when I feel your touch
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| Oh yeah
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| Oooh…
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| Oooh…
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| Float out on my checkout boot ??
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| Runnin’wild on the bayou
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| Now talkin’on a walkie-talkie
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| Credit card glued to my hand
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| Feels good
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| Oooh…
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| When you wanna be with me then we will see
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| Who’s fuckin’with my head
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| Hey hey hey hey
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| No no no no Fuckin’with my head
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| Make me feel like an asshole
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| I ain’t got no soul
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| I ain’t got no soul
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| No no no no No no no no No no no no
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| No no no no |