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Keep your hands above the Mason Dickson line You don't have to make the right desicion now Some of this old beat slang is right off the cob So let us Ride and get Dixie fried With some small town gin mill cowboy I can see you're interviewing your brain so for now I'll  just leave you alone because I'm just a pearl diver at a greasy spoon and soon we will be in jail for hanging paper with that  runway in a strip club so I guess we  better just jungle up in Varicose Alley.
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Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 5:37 AM UTC
The Beatnik
Keep your hands above the Mason Dickson line You don't have to make the right desicion now Some of this old beat slang is right off the cob So let us Ride and get Dixie fried With some small town gin mill cowboy I can see you're interviewing your brain so for now I'll  just leave you alone because I'm just a pearl diver at a greasy spoon and soon we will be in jail for hanging paper with that  runway in a strip club so I guess we  better just jungle up in Varicose Alley.
GarethLemley
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Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 5:37 AM UTC
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