Well I'm traveling down the road And I'm carrying that heavy load I walk around in a stupor Sleazy, I cant do the show Hanging out backstage I'm in a homocidal rage I signed a million dollar contract I puked on every page Slaughtered half the crew Caused they ate the deli-tray Oh Baby hey Said I'd do the show but I Canceled anyway [Chorus:] You were road kill baby Till I scraped you in my arms Just another wattle flapping On the old turkey farm So baby.... [Second Chorus by B
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