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Bleu Swayed Shoe Well I've been knocked down, but I've never been out, I've been put down, did I just sit and pout, I've been lied to, called a stupid fool, stabbed in the back, with a sharp garden tool, had my eyes poked, by some guy named Moe, pulled my ear real hard, and stepped on my toe, finally I said, “Hey, I've had enough”, arched my eyebrows high, and talked real tough, if you wanna mess with me, you're in for a fight, I'll get you with my left hook, and then my right, you've crossed the line, you done bit more than you can chew, you can kiss your *** goodbye, you scuffed my Bleu Swayed Shoe well I''ll do the time, if you give me one good reason, didn't **** anybody, never have committed treason, I pay my taxes, and go to Sunday school, always have believed, in the golden rule, ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no lies, sure, I've done things, that I really do despise, but one thing is sure, I never messed a mans kickers, except that one time, with all those banjo pickers, they kept spittin on the floor, I warned them in a nice way, you need to be more careful, with that nasty old spray, when they finally hit my foot, what else could I do, I kicked their hoosier ***** with my Bleu Swayed Shoe Gomer LePoet
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Mar 12, 2010
Mar 12, 2010 at 3:38 AM UTC
Bleu Swayed Shoe
Bleu Swayed Shoe Well I've been knocked down, but I've never been out, I've been put down, did I just sit and pout, I've been lied to, called a stupid fool, stabbed in the back, with a sharp garden tool, had my eyes poked, by some guy named Moe, pulled my ear real hard, and stepped on my toe, finally I said, “Hey, I've had enough”, arched my eyebrows high, and talked real tough, if you wanna mess with me, you're in for a fight, I'll get you with my left hook, and then my right, you've crossed the line, you done bit more than you can chew, you can kiss your *** goodbye, you scuffed my Bleu Swayed Shoe well I''ll do the time, if you give me one good reason, didn't **** anybody, never have committed treason, I pay my taxes, and go to Sunday school, always have believed, in the golden rule, ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no lies, sure, I've done things, that I really do despise, but one thing is sure, I never messed a mans kickers, except that one time, with all those banjo pickers, they kept spittin on the floor, I warned them in a nice way, you need to be more careful, with that nasty old spray, when they finally hit my foot, what else could I do, I kicked their hoosier ***** with my Bleu Swayed Shoe Gomer LePoet
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Mar 12, 2010
Mar 12, 2010 at 3:38 AM UTC
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