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There's a boy out 'luma way named Joe Eugene.
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He's one mellow ass son of a bitch-a.
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He loves his wheat grass and cold bean curd.
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He's one healthy ass sone of a bitch-a.
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But late at night he sneaks on down to the liquor store
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for a bottle of sheep dip.
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Natural Joe,
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got an easy flow.
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Whereever he goes
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they say "here comes Joe."
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Joe, he's a happy Man and he won't do you wrong.
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He's one respectable son of a bitch-a.
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Now Joe ain't no patriarch,
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but he's smooth with the girls.
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He ain't no cahuvinistic sone of a bitch-a.
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But late at night he sneaks on down to the porno store
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for a little bit of ...
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Nature Joe,
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he's hanging low.
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Whereever he goes
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they say "here comes Joe."
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There's a boy out 'luma way named Joe Eugene.
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He's one mellow ass son of a bitch-a.
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He don't like firearms; he don't own knives.
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He's one pacifistic sone of a bitch-a.
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But late at night he eases on down to the video store
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for a little bit of ...
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Natural Joe,
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got an easy flow.
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Whereever he goes
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they say "here comes Joe."
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Natural Joe,
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looking slow and low.
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Look there he goes.
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Go Natural Joe.
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Natural Joe
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