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I Got My Hush Puppies On. I Guess I Never Was Made Meant For Glitter Rock And Roll.

My Only Contact With The Outside World Was An Rca Victrola, And Elvis Would Sing, And Then I'd Dream About Expensive Cars.

The Weather Is Here Wish You Were Beautiful.

You've Been Acting Like Jesus Owes You A Favor, But He's A Little Smart For You To Fool.

I Know I Should Be Leaving This Climate, I've Got A Verse, But Can't Rhyme It.