| Poor X not only do I headsweat from headsets
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| Full time Era come at X from knockin' Z’s correct
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| Next step’s to count sheep
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| But too many sheep ain’t jumpin' hurdles they sleep
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| Yeah they sleep I think I’ll check a shorter story
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| Title: Bo’s Hoe sound’s boring perfect for these
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| Sleepless nights, though I feel quite over-aged
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| Yeah, I know… turn the page
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| Book-marks the first page
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| And reads once upon an age in a far far land
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| Lived three farmers, Tom, Sam and Bo of course
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| From behind Tom’s black fence Tom peeps across
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| Just to witness Sam’s crop business
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| Boomin' like the big guy’s, but get this
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| Sam sold to uncles and cousins, poor Tom crams
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| He sold his to get a fence like Sam (yeah)
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| Page 2: Sam view’s the sight —
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| What goes at Bo’s over his picket white
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| Slowly he peeks only to see Bo plantin'
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| Sweet potatoes with his brand new hoe
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| Bo sees Sam but’s not frettin', more sweatin'
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| Thinkin' about steppin' to the crib, forgettin'
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| 'bout his brand new hoe, Old Mickey D would say Sam’s tricky
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| The plot thickens, onto page 3…
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| Top of the mornin', sun’s up, skies are blue
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| Once nothin… then cock-a-doodle-doo
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| All three knew this tool more than well
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| Sure beats alarm bells, they induce head swells
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| Well, clock says Sam’s off to tend to his crop
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| Time says Farmer Tom’s off to mop
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| Bo’s up and at 'em, then twitches one eye
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| For something here is not quite cipher
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| «E-I-E-I-O!» |
| screamed Bo
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| «Left on my lawn, now it’s gone, where’s my hoe?
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| O woe is me, how will I ever plant seeds
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| Lay the fertilizer, dig up the weeds?
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| Plus make true my foremost desire
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| To get a picket fence and trash the chicken wire?»
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| By, uh, 100% life gets hard |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hard wit No Hoe , by - K.M.D.. Song from the album Mr. Hood, in the genre Поп