
11\15\06 2:00 AM
Speaks for itself. No, my wifes name is not Marry Jane, but I am afriad I'll end up as a greeter at Waly Mart some day. If you witness this....go to the back of the store, buy a gun and some ammo, and put me down....please! Search my pockets for the $$ you spent on the gun and ammo:-)
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When the good times are over....
And that bright lights get'n closer....
My dinner might mean cat food from a can....
I'll be say'in "Welcome to Wal-Mart"....
And my body's need'in spare parts....
(So)Just shoot me where I stand...
1st VERSE
Well I was born in '45………
The doc he said I’d surely thrive…
I built snowmen and played in the trees…
I was a good little monkey....
Then the '60s they got funky....
Tim Leary had a potion just for me….
2nd VERSE
When I was just seventeen........
I knew a girl named Marry Jean.....
I wondered how she'd look in a negligee...
Well she took me by the hand one day...
Said "How'd you like to stay out late?"...
Next thing I knew I'd leaned to pro-create...
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INSTRUMENTAL
3nd VERSE
When the kids are young they play and play....
It’s like their life is a matinee...
But you never seem to get them to obey....
Then they decide to move away...
And your sitt'in by the phone all day...
Just pray'in to the Lord that they'll be ok....
4th VERSE
Well my teeth they started to decay...
I think I need a good toupee....
Marry Jean no longer wears her negligee..
Viagra seems to help at night...
But only when the light are out...
I guess I'll just have to take it day by day...
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