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Mama told me when I was young
Come sit beside me, my only son And listen closely to what I say. And if you do this It will help you some sunny day. Take your time... dont live too fast, Troubles will come and they will pass. Go find a woman and youll find love, And dont forget son, There is someone up above. (chorus) And be a simple kind of man. Be something you love and understand. Be a simple kind of man. Wont you do this for me son, If you can? Forget your lust for the rich mans gold All that you need is in your soul, And you can do this if you try. All that I want for you my son, Is to be satisfied. (chorus) Boy, dont you worry... youll find yourself. Follow you heart and nothing else. And you can do this if you try. All I want for you my son, Is to be satisfied. (chorus) |
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lynurd skynurd is gr8................
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great song, Sunny
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 good song
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I have those lyrics posted on my profile.
Its my all time favorite song. 
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The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin
That's what I said. The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand Or so I have read. My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo. I love to sink her with my pink torpedo. Big bottom Big bottom Talk about bum cakes, My gal's got 'em. Big bottom, Drive me out of my mind. How can I leave this behind? I saw her on monday, twas my lucky bun day You know what I mean. I love her each weekday, each velvety cheekday You know what I mean. My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights Big game's waiting there inside her tights Big bottom Big bottom Talk about mud flaps My gal's got 'em. Big bottom Drive me out of my mind. How can I leave this behind?
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The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin That's what I said. The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand Or so I have read. My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo. I love to sink her with my pink torpedo. Big bottom Big bottom Talk about bum cakes, My gal's got 'em. Big bottom, Drive me out of my mind. How can I leave this behind? I saw her on monday, twas my lucky bun day You know what I mean. I love her each weekday, each velvety cheekday You know what I mean. My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights Big game's waiting there inside her tights Big bottom Big bottom Talk about mud flaps My gal's got 'em. Big bottom Drive me out of my mind. How can I leave this behind?
OMFG!!!! LMAO!!! Leave it to you to slip in a Spinal Tap reference... 
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Ahhhh...but the question here is....
Lynyrd Skynyrd's version....or Shinedown's version? Myself, I wanted to choke Gary Rossington for allowing that Shinedown travesty to be released for radio. |
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Ahhhh...but the question here is.... Lynyrd Skynyrd's version....or Shinedown's version? Myself, I wanted to choke Gary Rossington for allowing that Shinedown travesty to be released for radio.
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Ahhhh...but the question here is.... Lynyrd Skynyrd's version....or Shinedown's version? Myself, I wanted to choke Gary Rossington for allowing that Shinedown travesty to be released for radio. Ok, I'm a BIG Skynyrd fan. And I love the original version. But.....also a big Shinedown fan. And love their version too. Honestly, I was listening to Shinedown 
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The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin That's what I said. The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand Or so I have read. My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo. I love to sink her with my pink torpedo. Big bottom Big bottom Talk about bum cakes, My gal's got 'em. Big bottom, Drive me out of my mind. How can I leave this behind? I saw her on monday, twas my lucky bun day You know what I mean. I love her each weekday, each velvety cheekday You know what I mean. My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights Big game's waiting there inside her tights Big bottom Big bottom Talk about mud flaps My gal's got 'em. Big bottom Drive me out of my mind. How can I leave this behind?
All bow down to the King Creeper! Hosehead!
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The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin That's what I said. The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand Or so I have read. My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo. I love to sink her with my pink torpedo. Big bottom Big bottom Talk about bum cakes, My gal's got 'em. Big bottom, Drive me out of my mind. How can I leave this behind? I saw her on monday, twas my lucky bun day You know what I mean. I love her each weekday, each velvety cheekday You know what I mean. My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights Big game's waiting there inside her tights Big bottom Big bottom Talk about mud flaps My gal's got 'em. Big bottom Drive me out of my mind. How can I leave this behind?
All bow down to the King Creeper! Hosehead!
Take off eh!!!!
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This ^^^^^ my friends, is a classic example of a Simple Man
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