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South Hollywood Cocktail
02:34
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On the boarder or trashy and cheap
On the corner, transexual chic
I gotta find me something to drink
And please make me a south Hollywood cocktail
You get to minis from the liquor store
A soda water from the sevy next door
You hit the streets to avoid the beats and
Please make me a south Hollywood cocktail
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2. |
(I've Got A) New Rag
02:50
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Well I've got a new rag
A terry cloth thing
We go together
Like gin and coffee
Ooo Ooo I've got you right in my pocket baby
Ooo Ooo and we can mop up the goods
Ooo Ooo I've got you right in my pocket
And now we're using each other just like you knew that we would
Well I've got a new rag
A working class flag
We go together
To get my drop bag
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3. |
Flick Knives For sale
02:15
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Flick knives for sale
Back ally blades, it's a hell of a deal
Get your own Selma steel
Flick knives for sale
Flick knives for sale
Put it in your pocket before you go to jail
Sharper than a coffin nail,
Flick knives for sale
You got the butterfly's
Stilettos too
Making you an offer that you can't refuse
Everybody gettin' theres
What's a poor boy to do?
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4. |
Till' The Mornin'
03:04
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When you get no love
Late at night
You get shot down
Try as you might
I don't worry
I don't pay it no mind
You gotta hold on a little bit longer, mama,
Alls you needs a little time,
She said I think you gotta wait
Till the mornin, then I'm gunna
Treat you right
Gotta wait, till the mornin
Cuz I sure do like my sleep at night
Now I know I'm not
A patient man, but I sure do
The best I can
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5. |
The Popeye In Me
03:05
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Well I yams what I yams
And I do as I please
And I guess that's the Popeye in me
It's a natural fact, in fact, natrually
And I guess that's the Popeye in me
Well I yams what I yams
And my hearts out at sea
And I guess that's the Popeye in me
It's the Age old of old age
To fight or to flee
And I guess that's the Popeye in me
Hold on, Olive Oil, I'm comin'
I guess that I'm all that she needs
To hold on to something forgotten
And I guess that's the Popeye in me
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Noah Engh Oklahoma
Noah Engh has been there and done that and is now doing this. Thats all you need to know. See you out there.
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