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Rand Reynolds - Tractor Cool lyrics
Fresh off the farm where I busted my ass I was tractor cool and short on cash. I swiped a Duster and I split these stix I hit the highway and I left all these hicks. I had a good ride, oh, I had a good run Just an Upstate boy looking for fun. I hit the city, found the big lights The Big Apple, she don’t sleep at night. I ain’t no angel, but I’m not the devil you know I’m a little fucked up, just ignore my clothes. I’m a real redneck in the book of who’s who I’m payday rich with a bottle of booze Just head me south, I don’t need no map Dollar bills in my fist and a stripper in my lap. I’m a crazy hillbilly with two loose screws I start punching the air when I’ve had too much booze. I’m a loose, loose cannon wearing Timerland boots I got a chip on my shoulder this side of Kalzamazoo. There’s grandmas with guns, and sisters with mace People trying to screw you all over the place. You got the money, they’ll hook you right up I had a knife in my back, I drank with Wall Street bums. I drank, I worked, and I gambled at bit But everywhere I went somebody handed me shit. I got robbed once, then it happened again One dude robbed me with a ball point pen. There’s hip hop punks with fancy gold chains Ugly crack whores with funny sounding names. Shady Italian types in long black jackets There’s trannies, queers, lesbians and your miscellaneous faggots. I’ll give ‘em this, I was never bored So duck motherfucker, welcome to New York. |
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