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Truckin' n Cuckin'
03:20
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Riding down the highway
Got a great big heavy load
18 wheels beneath me
So far away from home
My heart is awful lonely
And my wife is all alone
That's when we call our friend Ramone
'Cause I'm truckin', yes indeed
And I'm cuckin' and I need
Somebody to come and plow my wife
My headlamps light the way
While I downshift off the exit
I miss my bride so much
But I'm so glad for Craigslist
I'm proud to work
And keep America strong
As long as someone's feeding my wife schlong
'Cause I'm truckin', yes indeed
And I'm cuckin' and I need
A hockey team to fuck my wife
Oh, cream pie my wife on ice
I don't care if it's a glory hole
Or masked millionaires in a sold-out show
All I know is strange peckers fill our souls
Night wind howls around me
Passing through Wichita
Wish that I could hear her voice
Through that static CB call
I'm so proud to be her man
And I know she feels the same
'Cause my dingus is locked in a golden cock cage
'Cause I'm truckin', yes indeed
And I'm cuckin' and I need
To watch some dudes bang my wife
Anyone who's listening come and plow my wife
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Bandwagoneer
03:34
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Well, I turned Joshua Tree into an Air BNB
And I'ma do the same thing to all of Tennessee
Hope you got a hair tie so I can put up my man bun
Everybody's gonna buy my vintage tees
And I simply won't tip if you don't serve vegan cheese
I won't stop until the South costs as much as Brooklyn
I'm an Instagram bandwagoneer
My pre-scuffed boots tell you that I'm real
All I want's for you to watch me
Watch me while I get cool tattoos
Watch me while I drink expensive booze
Oh, please just watch me
I'll Tweet about your cattle ranch cause it's bad for the Earth
Plus it gets your Levi's all covered in dirt
I won't get on a horse 'cause I think it's cruel to ride
I wear Merle Haggard shirts ironically
And I think having a beard's a personality
When I lay down at night, I feel real empty inside
I'm an Instagram bandwagoneer
My pre-scuffed boots tell you that I'm real
All I want's for you to watch me
Watch me while I get cool tattoos
Watch me while I drink expensive booze
Oh, please just watch me
Driving out West to Coachella
Blastin' Lumineers in my father's Tesla
I always lock my door through New Mexico
From Ruidoso to Albuquerque
I gotta get me one of those tricked out vans
With a king bed and jacuzzi and wi-fi they're only 40 grand
I'll live tough on the road, like a silly hobo I'll be free
I'm an Instagram bandwagoneer
My pre-scuffed boots tell you that I'm real
All I want's for you to watch me
Watch me while I get cool tattoos
Watch me while I drink expensive booze
Oh, please just watch me
Watch me while I get cool tattoos
Watch me while I drink expensive booze
Oh, please just watch me
Sweet Jesus, I'll do anything just watch me
Please just watch me
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Your Bush
00:47
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I've seen moonlight rising high above the Carolina pines
I've seen baby deers in springtime that would make a grown man cry
But I've never seen, no I've never seen
A sight that could compare
To your thick and lush, luxurious
Bush hair
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Suck Off a Union Man
01:47
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It's hard to work in America
Most jobs got sent to old China
Thank God, for our union men
Thank the best, forget the rest
They keep the US moving and they're always stressed
Say thank you
Suck off a union man
A Union fella ain't hard to please
He's an American man with American needs
So it's still nice to just do hand stuff instead
Gay, bi, or straight we all get hard
When we see that local union card
Stain that blue collar white, all right
Thank the best, forget the rest
They keep the US moving and they're always stressed
Say thank you
Suck off a union man
Now the union people they ain't all men
They got their fair share of strong women
These girls are tough as holy shit
So boys get down on your knees
Thank America's working ladies
Pucker up and please that Union muff
Thank the best, forget the rest
They keep the US moving and they're always stressed
Say thank you
Give a union worker oral sex
The union woman and the union man
They got a lifetime of fat pensions
So start planning your wedding
'Cause it's the only way to retirement
Thank the best, forget the rest
They keep the US moving and they're always stressed
Say thank you
Give a union worker oral sex
Say thank you
Give a union worker oral sex
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Your mama was born in a small town
She came up hard but right
Dreaming to get out of Red Oak
To make her future bright
Seein' her now in old pictures
Whoo, her body looks tight
Babe, I know it's her funeral but I gotta say
Your mama was pretty damn hot in her day
Made her way up to Raleigh
Busted ass answering phones
Got married, gave you five brothers
So you'd never feel alone
I'm sorry to say this, I can't hold back
I woulda slipped her my bone
And I know it's her funeral but I gotta say
Your mama was pretty damn hot in her day
This church hall's packed with people
Crying over memories
It's so hard to sum up a lifetime
In only one eulogy
I think the best thing we leave behind
Is a pic of sweet mammaries
Get on to the burial, I'll probably be late
I gotta go respectfully masturbate
Oh I know it's her funeral but I gotta say
Your mama was pretty damn hot in her day
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Amour Fool
02:47
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I loved the way she laid her head to sleep
Brain rollin' with the fifteen beers she'd drink
And when she's off her medicine
So spontaneous and free
I miss her Lord, wish she was here with me
Every night in jail, was just another night apart
Amour fool, you ran off with my heart
Her voice was like an angel, pure and true
While screaming cuss words at me from our roof
And when she punched my mama
My heart skipped a beat
True love will fight your family in the street
Every night in jail, was just another night apart
Amour fool, you ran off with my heart
She packed her bags today and she left
With enough of my shit it might be grand theft
I wish I'd had the strength to leave
She beat me to the punch
I can't explain, I loved her oh so much
She could fuck like an alley cat
Drink like a sewer rat
I'll never find another love like that
Every night in jail, was another night apart
Amour fool, you ran off with my heart
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Bo Dugan Los Angeles, California
Bo Dugan was conceived in Fayetteville, NC and accidentally born in New Jersey. He grew up listening to Waylon Jennings and watching bootleg 90's VHS pornography. Now he combines these two influences to write love songs for you.
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