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Song: | Motherf**ker Quite Like Me |
Album: | Live Trucker | Genres: | Rock |
Year: | 2006 |
Length: | 349 sec |
Lyrics:
You never met a mother-mother quite like me Ow I've been on the cover of The Rolling Stones I met the president when I was half st- I've been so high, I've gotten confused I've been beat down, broke and used I drank with Hank, talked blues with Billy Rocked with Run, sang with Shotgun Willy From small time Philly, to big time Bobby Three day ol' chilli to sake with wasabi I'm (home) You never met a motherfucker quite like me (no) No not like me (no) Skidi-di-da like me (no) Baby, no like me Kenny Olson There's no more being poured drink specials at Winners Or being ignored by the think straight sinners Used to smoke thinners while my mom made dinner I smoke bombs, and rock with Lynyrd Skynyrd No begginers here, I'm a seasoned vet Educated on jazz by my man Ahmed Heard again, my friend, I've been the world and back I'm a Michigan boy, can you feel that? (I'm home) You never met a motherfucker quite like me (no) No, not like me (no) Skidi-di-da like me (no) Baby, no like me Play it Jimmy I never thought I'd go as far in life as this Never made part, I could give two shi- Never wanted to sell cars, my dad was a - Never wanted a guitar until I heard a lick like this If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me? Imma speed traveling all night There's many things that I must see If I stay here with you, girl Things just couldn't be the same I'm as free as a bird now And a bird you cannot change So, from the depths of Dixie to my northern spot You know I like to hear a little southern rock The depths of Dixie to my northern spot You know I like to hear a little southern rock The depths of Dixie to my northern spot You know I'm down to play a little southern rock The depths of Dixie, the depths of Dixie, take me to Dixie aaaah I've been through town with the top lid back Black cap, fine blonde, cold Coors on my lap I'll adapt to any and all situations That's why they call me the pimp of the nation Hey, you best believe I live in the woods, not your world of green Might a little -, might a little, yeah I'm so proud to be livin' in the USA You never met a motherfucker quite like me (no) No, not like me (no) Skidi-di-da like me (no) Baby, no like me
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