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I don't need no wheels
I don't need no gasoline
'Cause the wind that is blowin'
Is blowin' like a smoke machine
If I said to you
That I was lookin' for a place to get to
'Cause my neck is broken
And my pants ain't gettin' no bigger
I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good ol' boys
I'm writin' my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evenin' time
All my friends
Tell me somethin' is gettin' together
I got a beard that would disappear
If I'm dressed in leather
Now let me tell you about my baby
She was born in Arizona
Sittin' in the jail house
Tryin' to learn some good manners
I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good ol' boys
I'm writin' my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evenin' time
Matchsticks strike
When I'm ridin' my bike to the depot
'Cause everybody knows my name
At the recreation center
If I could only find a nickel
I would pay myself off tonight
'Cause nobody knows
When he good times have passed out cold
I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good ol' boys
I'm writin' my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evenin' time
I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good ol' boys
I'm writin' my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evenin' time
Don't talk to me
If you're lookin' for somebody to cry on
Don't talk to me
If you're lookin' for somebody to cry on
Ahh hoo www!
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