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Anything Can Happen
02:14
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Anything can happen when you fall in love
Things don't always go a certain way
You know there ain't no tellin' what you might see
Drivin' toward that fireworks display
For she might be a rocket that lights up your sky
This angel rigs your heart with wings that fly
Or she may practice evil and just take you for a ride
Your angel is a devil in disguise
Better to love and lose than to never love at all
You'll be sittin' top that world before you fall
One day you're a giant and the next you're three feet tall
You're thinkin' that one woman's got it all
Ain't it really somethin' how far a man can fall
When he thinks one woman's got it all
He'll be walkin' the floor at night spends his daytime climbin' walls
Missin' his sweet summer in the fall
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Big Fat Mamma
02:28
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I got a big fat mama ... meat shakin' off the bone
She could make a po' man holla all night long
I said, "Captain Captain we got sinkin' ships"
The whole fleet is goin' under when my baby swings her hips
Well my baby does the diamond ... and she does the pigeon wing
And I'll bet you my last dollar that she do the Shake That Thing
Oh well Lord the world start spinnin'
When the band began to play
Tall trees was fallin' over when my baby was swayin' that-a-way
I got a big fat mama ... a queen upon a throne
She'll be sizin' up them fellas while she's throwin' them a bone
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Never Let Them Down
02:24
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I was stumblin' down a darkened street outside the Buckhorn Bar
When up pulled a woman who was drivin' a big car
She said she had some whiskey said she'd like to take me far
I opened up the door and when I climbed inside
I said, "The stuff that I got baby it sho will blow your mind ...
tonight must be your night because my boy he loves to ride"
We checked into a momo in the shady part of town
I poured myself a drink and when I turned around
I gave her what she wanted oh I never let them down
Now I ain't tellin' stories and I ain't tellin' lies
But my tongue it do gymnastics just to keep them satisfied
I've got somethin' special I'm not like them other guys
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Nowhere Town
03:32
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When lights go down on nowhere town
As if it ever needed any rest
Ain't nothin' happened here in the past hundred years
Since the railroad built a line out goin' west
Here that lonesome whistle blow
You would sell your soul to go
This place will never seem like a home
Well the folks here in this town walk around lookin' down
Lord they can't help but feel depressed
Chorus
Many nights I've lain listenin' to a train
Wishin' I was bound for anywhere
And my heart will always dream
Of places I have never seen
Only to wake up back here in this town
It ain't no place to wake up my hometown
Spend my days in a library and my nights in a bar
My folks said I'd never make it far
Well I guess that they were right
But I think that I should say
It's hard to make it out of this place
Chorus
Here the minutes seem as hours
And the hours seem as days
And I wonder if I'm ever gonna leave
Well I could go to hell
See for me it's just as well
From what I hear it's better than this place
Chorus
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5. |
I'm Hip I'm Slick
01:27
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I am hip I am slick women love my cologne
I'm a dog on the town I'm a man with a bone
Many a lady has fell under my spell
And the things I've done to them are gonna send me down to hell
Down to hell down to hell I'm gonna got to hell
In a fast lane on the freeway I am flyin' down to hell!
On the day I was born all the nurses gathered round
To gaze at this wonder this boy they had found
Well the good Lord he gives and he just kept on givin'
Bust the seams off my jeans I pops out my stitchin'
Beautiful I am buffed and I am bitchin'
Bust the seams off my jeans I pops out my stitchin'
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New Orleans
03:06
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I'm gonna hit the highway and slide down to New Orleans
And when I hit the big easy gonna find me a cajun queen
I ain't had no love since I don't know when
I can't find me no lover and I can't find me no friend
Been the same old same old time and time again
Well a California woman sho is mean and wild
When standin' right beside 'em the devil seems meek and mild
Gonna find me a job so I can win me some green
I'll be the hardest workin' fella this boss has ever seen
You know I gotta have money to spend on my cajun queen
Well arm in arm we'll be strollin' down Bourbon Street
oh Lord my cajun queen she sho look sweet
I'll have a bottle in my hand and wings sprouted on my feet
Buh du du du Buh du du du
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Junk In The Trunk
01:30
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Whoa big ... big old juicy fruit buttocks swayin' from side to side
Well I like to see 'em round and I like to see 'em plump
And hell yeah I like to see 'em wide!
Whoa big ... big old juicy fruit buttocks that's the kind that I adore
Lawdy send me a gal with some junk in her trunk
And I won't ever ass for nuttin' mo
Some boys like breasts Lord and some boys like thighs
But show me a gal with some junk in that trunk
For me you know they always take first prize
What can I say? ... I just can't help it
The booty sho do make me lose my mind
You'll see me babblin' like a baby when they in my sight
Every single goddamn time!
What happened Lord? ... on the day I was born
Did the nurse drop me on my sweet fragile head?
There ain't no clinical explanation for this sick fascination
My shrink said, "Boy you're just fucked in the head!"
Whoa booty look what you done to me ... booty someday set me free!
Neglected friends and family all because my love for Thee
Stop it, booty! ... and let this po' boy be
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8. |
Deep Ellum
03:14
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Well I'm goin' to Deep Ellum gonna leave this mess behind
Got ladies in Deep Ellum make you lose your worried mind
When you get down in Deep Ellum Lord you have yourself a time
You don't think about your baby how she treats you so unkind
You be skippin' and a-jumpin' snappin' yo fingers .... keepin' time
Well I'm goin' to Deep Ellum gonna truck these blues away
When you standin' ten feet tall won't nothin' get in your way
If you wind up in Deep Ellum won't you look for me down there
With my arm around my good gal and a bottle lifted in the air
I'll be havin' myself a time I'll be grinnin' like I just don't care
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9. |
East Colorado
01:59
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It's a long way from East Colorado
To California's golden shore
Well I'm gettin' mighty tired of workin' so hard
I'd rather be at home livin' poor
Lord I miss my good little gal
My sweetheart Sally Sue
She got everything upstairs and she ain't so bad down there
She makes me forget why I am blue
I can't save no money
They rig it so you ain't got a chance
Drink up all your free time just to leave your mind behind
You're spillin' drinks and longin' for the past
Out here in California
Starin' up at the sun
Lord why have I come I ain't havin' me no fun
My past mistakes will keep me on the run
Lord I miss my sweetheart
She's sleepin' in some other town
And I'm alone again it seems
Got no one to share my dreams
I was up but once again I am down
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10. |
Fucked Up Family
02:50
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When you say you got a fucked up family
I know exactly what you mean
Cuz I got me a fucked up family
Likes of which you've never seen
Chorus
Daddy is a gamble ain't no tellin' what he owes
Mama's servin' time for dealin' dope
Grandpa was a bootlegger he used to run moonshine
Drive it down across that county line
My sister's makin' porno and my cousin's hooked on smack
My uncle is a hobo down by the railroad track
Chorus
My brother is a tweeker ... crystal meth and crack cocaine
My niece is in a nuthouse and they think she's gone insane
Chorus
My aunt just had a sex change
Up and changed her name to Sam
My uncle had himself a woman
Now he got himself a man
Chorus
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Well the summer went away and fall blew into town
Dressing all the trees in clothes of red and brown
And upon their head he placed a golden crown and said,
"Child now don't despair when the winter comes around."
Now the days are gettin' short and the snowfall has begun
Think somebody flicked a switch cuz now there ain't no sun
Roads have been shut down ain't nothin' can be done
Say the wind is due to change and the snow will be melt down
All them folks will soon return from where they have been bound
To fill up the streets with old familiar sounds
And lift up their hearts all those who have felt down
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12. |
Looking Like A Chump
01:58
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Well since you left me baby
And went your merry way
I been parked here at the bar I've been drunk most every day
But I can't drink enough to put out the flames
That you kindled in my heart and sent into my brain
Chorus
You got me lookin' like a chump ... ain't that a shame
Ain't that just a cryin' shame I got you on my brain
Ain't that just a cryin' shame
Well since you left me baby I been stoned now every day
From the mornin' til' the evenin' I'm in my cloudy haze
But I can't smoke enough to drive my blues away
Load me up another hit before I go insane
Chorus
Well since you left me baby I been flyin' on cocaine
I'm all day makin' lines with my shiny razor blade
But I can't snort enough to forget your name
The bells they chime it out inside my weary brain
Chorus
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13. |
Banner Year
03:00
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Everybody's talkin' bout hard times comin'
Everybody's talkin' bout that stock market crash
What do I care about stocks when I ain't even got no cash?
Everybody stressin' and mopin' around
But I'm gonna paint this town before the shit goes down
Chorus
I'm gonna paint this town fo the shit goes down I'm gonna get my kicks
Won't walk around with my head to the ground
I'd rather pick up chicks
And I ain't worried bout money ... and money ain't worried bout me
I'm gonna paint this town fo the shit goes down
And I'm gonna do it all for free
Everybody talkin' bout the big recession
But that don't mean a thing to me
I just keep myself drunk and don't land in no funk
I'm always out on a spree
Everybody stressin' and mopin' around, etc.
Chorus
Everybody talkin' bout hard times comin'
Everybody talkin' but I can't hear
No matter what they say I'll just continue to play and
Have myself a banner year
Everybody stressin' and mopin around, etc.
Chorus
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The Jason Lee Blues Implosion San Antonio, Texas
Jason Lee, currently based in San Antonio, Tejas, plays a modern version of the hokum blues. He delivers original blues and ragtime coming straight from his gut played balls to the wall.
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