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beat farmers - baby's liquored up lyrics

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baby’s liquored up and she’s talkin’ to my friends
about this and that and nothin’ then she starts it all again
head like a powder keg her hair is on the bar
she’s lookin’ for a sucker she’s found another buyer

swamp breath sudden death she’s sittin’ at the bar
grabbin’ every b-tt she sees no matter who you are
she’s yellin’ at the cops she’s goin’ too far
(she just took a sh-t in the back of my car)
she just blew her lunch in my new car

she’s allllllllllll liquored up
my baby is all liquored up
she’s allllllllllll liquored up
lord help, she got so liquored up
she’s allllllllllll liquored up

well she smiles like a reptile and her lips are razor thin
her legs are made of jello but her voice can rip your skin
to hide her potty mouth she puts her skirt above her head
the whole seventh fleet is checkin’ out her spread

bow mast shot gl-ss stuck to her snout
its everybodys business don’t care what its about
rum gin anything now its good and stout
the whole bar is hopin’ than she finally p-sses out

she’s allllllllllll liquored up
my baby is all liquored up
she’s allllllllllll liquored up
lord help, she got so liquored up
she’s allllllllllll liquored up

she’s allllllllllll liquored up
i saw her kneeling in the saints’ locker room
she’s allllllllllll liquored up
h-ll no i ain’t payin’ her bar tab!
she’s allllllllllll liquored up



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