| Well, something about my hometown people
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| Kentucky, yeah, gone
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| Are you gonna eat that or are
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| You just gonna let it go to waste?
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| We don’t like that kind 'round here
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| Are you gonna get up or just sit there all day?
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| It takes money to buy that beer
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| You gotta have beer
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| Well, living on fried baloney
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| And playing alimony how I hate this town
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| Where cold eyes are like lightning
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| Dumb words are like thunder, I feel stone cold down
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| Should I even get up or should I just jerk off all day?
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| You should see the mess I made
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| Trying to find a girl who enjoys a doomed fate
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| I said, listen
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| Feeling like a loser
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| Before the game even stars, how I hate this town
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| Where cold eyes are like lightning
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| Dumb eyes are like thunder, I feel stone cold down
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| Feel like the buzzards
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| That been following me that are coming 'round
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| Where cold eyes are like lightning
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| Dumb eyes are like thunder, I feel stone cold down
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| Stone cold down, stone cold down, stone cold down |