But when you called me on the phone Askin' when you'd come back home You simply told me, "I could go to hell" Well honey, if hell had a jukebox And
But when you called me on the phone, asking when you'd come back home You simply told me I could go to Hell Well, honey, if Hell had a jukebox And the
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Hell Well, honey, if Hell had a jukebox And the Devil kept it full of hurtin' songs You could find me there this evening With the broken hearted grieving Prayin' like hell
, or Marseilles Give a fuck about a bitch, what that muthafucka say? Who gives a shit, grab a bitch in the club Show her love with a dub and them niggas
could stand If I could catch a ride Really think, I'd ditch this van Who knows what this repair will cost Scared to spend a dime I'll puke if that jukebox
the world that day We fed the world that day It was a day for a party we made a lot of food and we ate it sure as hell Vegetarian salads, they had no
a bitch slicker than owl shit!a?? a??Now gimme a little joe over here, honey.a?? a??Hey man, you don't suppose that he had a little ol' hog waitin
knifed that son of a bitch slicker than owl shit! "i'll have a chilli dog over here, baby. "hell, you don't suppose that he had a little ol
had a little ol' hog Waiting on him down the line somewhere, do you?" "Oh, hell, Curly, don't you know that them truckers they got To take out a little
John Roland Woods found Jesus At a tent revival right outside of town Oh what a friend this town has in Jesus If you look at what John Roland had tore
What's the big fuss it was just a little hand job So what if her friend took off her bra and socks and drawers It was like a massage-a-trois Why the
I walked out tonight on the woman I love We had us a fight and I said I've had enough I slammed the door and headed for a place I used to go For a taste
We were all down at Margie's bar tellin' stories if we had one Someone fired the old jukebox up, the song it sure was a sad one A teardrop rolled down
to ask Mr. Big here for a light He turned around I put a quarter into the jukebox And played a beautiful Ave Maria When I turned around Miss Cooper had
We were all down at Margie's bar Telling stories if we had one Someone fired the old jukebox up The song it sure was a sad one A teardrop rolled down
skin And my family had a castle way back when I would have lived there if they had more male children To fill... my heart with music Oh no, not a chance in hell
