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Country Dick Montana - Trendy Shitbag lyrics
Last night I ate three chilli dogs, Had a beer and hit the sack, I was so full that my stomach hurt, So I laid upon my back, I was fat and happy and so content, I never did suspect, I'd dream I was a trendy shitbag in a discotheque. Oh, I looked like David Bowie, And I was dancin' with Madonna, I could have left at any moment, But I didn't even wanna. I woke up in a cold sweat, Put my hand upon my brow, I must have got out all right, But I don't remember how, A dream like that is hard to shake, A nightmare I won't soon forget, I dreamed I was a trendy shitbag in a discotheque, Oh I dreamed I was a trendy shitbag in a discotheque. |
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