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Everyone seems to be servin' for Satan, I will too
What a joke, you make me laugh till I turn

Anyone tale goes out to there what a manly crew
I don't think I'll tease my hair, I'd sit here teasing you

Close eyes, my snakes down on the floor
Out you go and in one hundred more

I seem to my cowboy boots with green fringe runnin' down the side
My soul machine has made me 'cause my jeans didn't turn out tight

And all ruins I turn for you, you keep my livin' alive
Your smile over weighs the miles and kiss makes it worth the ride

Close your eyes, my snakes on the floor
Out you go and in come one hundred