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This town was built on muddy stilts By the lunatic parade It rains like Revelations Gonna wash these freaks away Some girls wanna hold your hand And some girls like to pray Well my girl takes her drinks With dust and rusty razor blades As I lie between these covers I wanna tell her that I love it When she chokes me in the Backseat of her riverboat ’cause Chorus: She’s my man And we got all the balls we need When you taste that pavement You’re amazed She smells your sympathy So bye bye ladies May the best queen hold the crown For the most bush sold on the levee My my, how word gets around She strangles for a good time And she kills my self-control She’s my man, don’t be too sad sonny ’Cause she’ll never be your woman no more Someday soon, this dank lagoon’s Gonna sink right into hell They’ll hide you from Big Ida At the Sho’ Enough Hotel The Ladies of the evening’s just A tombstone in your bed Well my girl eats a wounded preacher ’tween two loaves of bread I know she’s up to something But how can I run when she’s just Keel-hauled twenty-on to nothing I’ll stay next to the steel coal oven ’cause Chorus. All you need’s just a fist of a tear-stained bunny When the good ship comes to town Who said loves a bitch’ll sit next to me honey Because this old boat’s gonna run aground I don’t want to be the burden Or your jealous bastard I don’t wanna be the Tarzan of your next epic disaster Chorus.
