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Summer
03:12
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She’s got that hair
So long
Dirty in the shade the sun makes it blonde
that bikini
No lines
Mirrored shades babe don’t know I’m spying
And I want some
I want some…
I want summer
Coke & rummer Yeti heavy on the dock
Days last for days and the nights are so hot
Let’s hook up
Let’s hook up my truck
Slide the window to side
Netflix and chill can go to hell
We’ll be floating down the river in a stock tank, son
Yeah I want some
Gotta get me some
I want some...
I want summer
I tried single for the summer
Turned out to be a bummer
I want her Padre body on me every day
Ain’t got a yacht- aww
But you oughta
See her gettin hotter when she cools off in the water
And I want some
I want some…
I want summer
coke & rummer Yeti heavy on the dock
Days last for days and the nights are so hot
Let’s hook up
Let’s hook in my truck
Slide the window to the side
Netflix and chill can go to hell
We’ll be floating down the river in a stock tank, son
Yeah I want some
Gotta get me some
I want some...
I want summer
Em Am
Now the days are so long
F C
She don’t need the night to turn me on
Em Am
Wake up with campfire hair
F G
Hear the shower and see her flip-flops there…
Just give me a sunset, a spot, and a koozie that floats
Wanna hear that busch light melody
A 20 for gas from everyone on the boat
Hair trigger hands with the sunscreen
It’s perfect, and always will be
I see her in every color
That girl...Summer
Suummer, Waverunner, girls untie your tops
2 piece bikini, just one thought
Wake up!
Wake up on the dock
Tequila toothbrush and Tylenol Time
12 new texts and a bruise as well
Check my snapchat and screenshot one
I want some
Gotta get some
Yeah, I want summer
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Meth & All
03:28
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C/F/C
C/G/C
The misgivings of meth and the way it is sold
is the complete lack of oversight and quality control
we’ll surely solve all the problems and give everyone hope
if we license, and register, and regulate folks
Crocs will come sponsor as the official shoe
Of the friendly, neighborhood methhead near you
The cartel can fund an image campaign, touting the benefits and money to be saved
No need for braces, no teeth to be crowned
They've outlawed everything fun in this town
They've outlawed everything fun in this town
F/C
F/G/C
This DIY-version don’t need your BCBS
it’s a battery-powered bullet in a gun of regret
Dealt a bad hand, born poor in the west
correct the defects with A Chemistry Set
And a penchant for pinching things that ain't tethered down
They've outlawed everything fun in this town
They've outlawed everything fun in this town
*bridge
Oxys ok as long as you have a prescription
if it’s pharmacy-sanctioned then it ain’t an addiction
You can buy Cancer by the carton, or a fifth of the shakes, but the lobby's too snobby to give Crystal a taste
Nobody's courting this silent coalition of tweakers in sneakers... except the morticians
And the Senate's in on it, they keep twisting the throttle
Withholding labels and little white bottles
They've outlawed everything fun in this town
They've outlawed everything fun in this town
Now that the Blazers found favor with the summer home crowd
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Fat Julie
03:19
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we live and die and in-between, there’s farm and family
a wheat farmer’s all i ever wanted to be
I took my grades and financial aid, and dad took his chances
with dryland corn in western kansas
now i shine my shoes and they sit me down
after the first of the year
numbers look good, and we’re glad we have you here
gonna bump you up another 5%, look for big things to come
and to show we mean what we say, check your statement at the end of the month
couple years in, I got a few more days
took that new company ride, to the old home place
talk about what’s gonna happen, when dad slows down
say I wish I could come home, but its too late now
Neighbors to the north are moving in
folks still owe on the note, a guy just can’t win
I think i’m being funny, say dad we got no chance
its like dryland corn in western Kansas
each June i make it back
and watch the wheat roll in
dad says son hey thanks for coming probably won’t need you again
the beans turned blue and milo burnt up
probably graze it if we can
corn’s two feet tall if it’s up at all
they adjusted it for 10
I say
at least you don’t have to pray for rain
hide from hail and the sun complain
the frost is comin soonin than you planned
but that’s dryland corn in western Kansas
Dad says son don’t tell me that there's no chance
he says I made it through the 80s
And the executive branch
He put his arm around my momma, call it circumstances
Son I'm rich from dryland corn
In western Kansas
I thank God when pray for rain
hell I wouldn’t know love if it wasn’t for pain
and you’ll find one to share your romances
of dryland corn in western Kansas
thats dryland corn in western Kansas
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Lucas Maddy Highland District 2, Kansas
Lucas Maddy and The Kansas Cartel – an original, hard-rocking country band based in Kansas.
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