| Face Club
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| Face Club
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| Face Club, pal
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| I stepped to the urinal
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| I went and fished with my fly
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| I’ze tryin' to get a stain off
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| When I noticed a guy
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| He was punishin' the bishop
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| And zeroed in on my pride
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| The subtle comedy amused me
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| But I’m afraid I had to make the peeper die
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| You’re in my Sockable Face Club
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| You got a punchable face, bub
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| You’re in my Sockable Face Club
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| You got a punchable face, bub
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| Grab him, nab him
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| Everything you do
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| Makes me feel like you
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| Need to get a blackened eye
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| You got a sockable face
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| You got a sock, sock, sockable face
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| You got a sockable face
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| You got a sockable face
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| Then there was heard a symphony of punchin'
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| It shattered his glass jaw
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| Woke up in blood and beer and munchin'
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| On some red tongue slaw
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| He kind of laid there burblin'
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| And there arose a stench
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| Like a million baby diapers
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| Then something shiny caramelized on his pants
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| You’re in my Sockable Face Club
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| You got a punchable face, bub
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| You’re in my Sockable Face Club
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| You got a punchable face, bub
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| Grab him, nab him
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| Everything you do
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| Makes me feel like you
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| Need to get a blackened eye
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| You got a sockable face
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| You got a sockable face
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| You got a sock, sock, sockable face
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| You are a sockable guy, who…
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| How can I say what I want to get through to you?
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| You got a sockable face
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| You got a sockable face
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| You got a punchable face
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| You are a sockable guy
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| With a sockable face
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| You’re in my Face Club
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| Face Club
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| Face Club, pal
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| Punch you in the eggs and make 'em runny
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| Get up and gallop and go
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| Your mama’s face in my locket
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| Your friends are diggin' the hole
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| I learned from Larry, Mo, and Curly
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| Not to take no guff
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| But sneaky peeky got me surly
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| I’m a semper fi, the kind of guy who likes to play rough
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| Drama, drama, drama, drama
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| Your face
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| Hey, there guys step aside
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| The cleanin' guy is here
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| To lay that mop and bucket down
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| Clean up blood and beer
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| He needs a cigarette 'cause he hates work
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| And he has to put up with a lot of jerks
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| Face Club! |
| Face Club! |
| Face Club!
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| Whoa, you’re in my Sockable Face Club
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| You got a punchable face, bub
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| You’re in my Sockable Face Club
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| You got a punchable face, bub
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| You’re a disgrace to the human race
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| You got a stupid lookin' on your face
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| You’re a disgrace to the human race
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| You got an ugly lookin' on your face
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| Grab him, nab him
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| Everything you do
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| Makes me feel like you
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| Need to get a blackened eye
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| You got a sockable face |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sockable Face Club, artist - Cherry Poppin' Daddies. Album song Rapid City Muscle Car, in the genre