a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

the malvinas - sweet and sunny south lyrics

Loading...

oh, the chicken is a-fryin’
the humidity is risin’
in the sweet and sunny south where i was born

moss on the magnolia
and it’s grits and not granola
in the sweet and sunny south where i was born

where i was born, where i was born
oh, the sweet and sunny south where i was born
(ooooh ooooh)

well, we love our musicians
and our fascist politicians
in the sweet and sunny south where i was born

oh that greasy food is endless
(oh, yeah!)
you could slap your momma senseless
(do you wanna be doin’ that, baby?)
in the poor, defenseless south where i was born

but it’s manners, and decorum
and scalia and santorum
in my old home way up south where i was born

where i was born, where i was born
oh, the sweet and sunny south where i was born
(ooooh ooooh)

but it’s grits, and not granola
and they know it from shinola
in the sweet and sunny south where i was born

oh, i love it, and i hate it
(no, baby!)
every now and then berate it
oh, the sweet and sunny south where i was born

every now and ‘den i diss it
oh, but when i leave, i miss it
(that’s right, man)
oh, the sweet and sunny south where i was born

where i was born, where i was born
(ooooh ooooh)
oh, the sweet and sunny south where i was born
(ooooh ooooh)

where they laugh at my bad jokin’
and the circle’s still unbroken
in the sweet and sunny south where i was born

- the malvinas lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...