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49 times we fought that beast
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Your old man and me
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It had a chicken head with duck feet
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With a woman's face too
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Oh, that's rad!
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And it was waiting in the bushes for us
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Then it ripped off your dad's face
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He was screaming something awful
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In fact there was this huge mess
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And I had to change the floors
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The floors?
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You see, his blood it drained into the boards
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And I had to change 'em
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But we all got a chicken-duck-woman-thing waiting for us
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Everyday I worry all day
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About what's waiting in the bushes of love
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'Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us
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Something's waiting in the bushes of love
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Yo, never knew my dad
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He didn't care about me
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Dead horizon is all my macro-binoculars see
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Moisture-farming all my life and not a drop spilt
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My aunt and uncle, double suns
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And sippin' blue milk
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My aunt and uncle, double suns
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I'm sick of blue milk
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But then a desert hobo came and told me
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We all got a chicken-duck-woman-thing waiting for us
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Everyday I worry all day
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About what's waiting in the bushes of love
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'Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us
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Something's waiting in the bushes of love
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Hold me when I open like a flower
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Hold me right
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Yeah, I ain't had to bake for a girl in a long time
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A long time
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I think my cooking's awesome
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I've got her picture in my photo wagon
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Ha ha, keep it poppin'
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Yeah, she'd probably love to honky tonk
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She'd probably love to honky tonk
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That's what I said, mm
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I used to ride across the desert
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You know I used to glide on my speeder
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I pray that I don't find what I don't wanna find
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Waitin' for me 'round the corner, oh no no
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I used to ride across the desert
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You know I used to glide on my speeder
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I pray that I don't find any more
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Crispy bodies by the door
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49 times
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Yeah, it was 49 times
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And now it might be waiting for you
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Could be hiding behind that scrap pile
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That's just a big cow
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I know you really want someone to hold you
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But we all got a chicken-duck-woman-thing waiting for us
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Everyday I worry all day
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About what's waiting in the bushes of love
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'Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us
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Something's waiting in the bushes of love
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