Fuck Ya'll, We're From Texas

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    Humidity doesn't bother me
    Neither does the pouring rain
    Cause 5 minutes later it's better or worse
    But it never stays the same

    It's hot and it's dusty
    My armpits are musty
    and my cowboy hat is soaked
    A man on a three wheeled bike
    sets me up with a 50 cent snow cone

    At a quarter to two eatin' Mexican food
    Free chips and beans and rice
    SMILE WHEN YOU SAY TEXAS
    And everything will be alright

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    We've got Willie Nelson
    And Serial Killers
    And King Of The Hill
    And the moonshine distillers
    And Texas is the only place to have killed
    The president in his car
    Heavy laws for petty crimes
    Paying off probation fees
    A system designed to fuck you up
    That's why our prisons are our
    fastest growing indusrty (fuck the system)

    In 1980 John Travolta
    Filmed Urban Cowboy here
    Lookin' for love in all the wrong places
    And drinking Gilley's beer

    In the basement of the Alamo
    We've got Pee Wee Hermans Bike

    FUCK YA'LL WE'RE FROM TEXAS
    Where the stars are big and bright
    All night
    Yee-Haw

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