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Don't look at me that way, mister, For I didn't shit in your seat. I just come down from the mountains And my balls are covered with sleet.
I was up in the Lehigh Valley, 'Twas me and my old pal, Lou, A-pimpin' for a whorehouse And a God damned good one too.
It was there that I met my Nellie, And she was the village belle. I was a cheap panhandler But I loved that girl like hell.
Well along come a city slicker, So handsome, neat and rich, And he stole my pretty Nellie, That stinking son-of-a-bitch.
Well, I'm just restin' my ass a while, Before I be on my way. But I'll catch that runt that stole my cunt If it takes till Judgment Day.
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