fast and clean
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in his rhythm machine
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he goes down to the beach
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but little does he know
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the girls down there
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are out of his reach
|
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he has a good time
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but drinks too much wine
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he's headed for
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the disaster of a lifetime
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and now the guys
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from the bad boy club
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are callin' out his name
|
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he goes down to the liquor store
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to buy himself a beer
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he parks his truck
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with a ten inch lift
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and stickers that sayd NO FEAR
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out of his truck he struts inside
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with his OAKLEY cool dudes shades
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he says his parents
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bought me this truck
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because in high school
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i got good grades
|
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he went back to check out a band
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at a local grunge band bar
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he saw a man who
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was screaming out loud
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playing "e" chords on his guitar
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it's on the radio
|
it's on the video
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it's in the stores
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and all the tv shows
|
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and now the guys
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in the bad boy club
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are calling his name
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Tool
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| Buck-O-Nine |
