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Bài hát Roly Poly - Jim Hendricks. Roly Poly, eatin' corn and taters. Hungry every minute of the day. Roly Poly, knawin' all the biscuits. Long as he can chew it, it's okay. He can eat an apple pie
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Roly Poly eatin' corn and taters. Hungry every minute of the day. Roly Poly knowin' all the biscuits. Long as he can chew it, it's okay He can eat an apple pie and never even bat an eye. He likes
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next daddy I get, I'm going to take him to the. Restaurant. So the next daddy I get, I'm going to take him to the. . Restaurant. Ain't gonna have him going around eating biscuits, whoo, . Whoo
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next daddy I get, I'm going to take him to the. Restaurant. So the next daddy I get, I'm going to take him to the. . Restaurant. Ain't gonna have him going around eating biscuits, whoo, . Whoo
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Song I Travel in Biscuits - John Cooper Clarke. the sound of the daylight. the smell of the urine. the rain on the drainpipes. the filthy two-two time. i should know better. how an animal feels. a
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biscuits too fluffy? Is the chicken too fried?. Is the gravy too thick? Are the Peas too Black-Eyed?. Is the iced tea too sweet? Does it have too much Tang?. Are there too many lemons in mama's lemon
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biscuits too fluffy? Is the chicken too fried?. Is the gravy too thick? Are the Peas too Black-Eyed?. Is the iced tea too sweet? Does it have too much Tang?. Are there too many lemons in mama's lemon
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Bridge Papa said to mama as he passed around the blackeyed peas. "Well, Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please". "There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow
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". . And Papa said to Mama as he passed around the blackeyed. Peas. "Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the. Biscuits, please". "There's five more acres in the lower forty. Got to. Plow
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to mama as he passed around the black eyed peas. Well Billie Joe never had a lick of sense pass the biscuits please. There's five more acres in the lower forty I got to plow. And mama said it was a
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down moving around. 'Cause this began to fry and the biscuits to bake. On the store left the salvation out or you won't take. You open the windows and u turn on the fan. 'Cause it's harder then hell
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Served up in the backyard. Cooked too long on high. Flying out the window. Even dogs have passed them by. Didn't know she was tied up. Better fed than forced. Time to meet the protagonist, boy
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Roly Poly eatin' corn and taters. Hungry every minute of the day. Roly Poly knowin' all the biscuits. Long as he can chew it, it's okay He can eat an apple pie and never even bat an eye. He likes
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Land sakes alive, the steak's alive. Give him a hug and he drinks and. He drives. Why the long fave Mr. Ed? It's. The hour of darkness and. The hour of dread. . Hey Betty. . Find 'em and
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Yo mama don't wear no drawers!. I saw her when she took them off!. Standin' on the welfare line. Eating swine tryin' to look fine, with her stank behind. You can ask the bitch and she'll tell ya
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road by the break of dawn. Biscuits and gravy and a truck stop song. In a world all my own I saw what I saw. And in the rear view mirror I'd get a wink from my Grandma . And if I could change a thing
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protects me from the fuzz Well, I do what I gotta do. To get through working that 9 to 5. It's killing me, but then again. It's keeping me alive It puts the gas in my truck. Butter on my biscuits
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foot of the bed. . Was fine enough when the kinfolks come. And the kids brought brand new games. You could see how fat all the old folks. Was and learn all the babies names. . Had biscuits and
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papa said to mama, as he passed around the blackeyed peas. "Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense; pass the biscuits, please. There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow". And mama
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