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Those Poor Bastards - They Don't Make Folks Like They Used To lyrics
I like old time country songs More than women more than god But I do not beleive that makes me evil Ever time I go to town I pay the whores I make the rounds But I do not beleive that makes me evil For the world has become a disease You can do what you want if you please Yeah the world has become a disease Now i'll admit I take cocaine I drink old pro almost every day But I do not beleive that makes me evil I do not work I do not save Desperate women pay my way But I do not beleive that makes me evil O the world has become a disease You can do what you want if you please Yeah the world has become a disease And I dont beleive they make folks like they used to Everyone's so easy to replace I do not sleep I do not dream Everyones a ghost to me But I do not beleive that makes me evil Bolt your doors and hide your wife I'm coming to your town tonight But I do not beleive that makes me evil For the world has become a disease You do what you want if you please Yeah the world has become a disease And I dont beleive they make folks like they used to Everyones so easy to replace ** God Damn em'** I dont beleive they make folks like they used to Everyones so easy to replace |
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