E D A E D A
I ain't got no inclination
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Give away my sweet sensation
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Sleepin in an old toolshed
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Scumbag cryin on his pillow
Chorus
D A G D E E D A
When you wanna be with me then we will see who's fuckin with my head
Found myself in New Orleans
With a scarecrow in my jeans
Beat my forehead through the ceiling
Drank my coffee with a hubcap
Float upon my checkout boots
Floating by you on the bayou
Now talkin on a walkie talkie
[?] cop a little to my hand
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