got a tanka
i got ten million
dollars in a piggy bank
ready for slaughter
and a bruise big as texas
on my little green eye, yeah
i got a fella
tied and kickin in the trunk
of my car and he
got teeth turning somersaults
up in his head and i got
a pocket fulla
beef jerky got a tanka
gas got a mind to
go to mexico a mind
to go to mexico a
mind to go to mexico a mind
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