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Lyrics:
Hey, redneck Man, ain't you cool head? Man about town Hair slicked down Little grease on your forehead
Hey, the things you say and do Gonna make Papa real proud of you Play football Hang around the pool hall Cheat on exams
Hey, redneck Pullin' in at the drive-in Spend a little mon' Poke a lotta fun At people tryin' to make a livin'
But you never had much use For all them niggers, dagos and Jews Talk real loud 'Bout being proud Baby, you what's happenin'
Hey, redneck Goin' down to the ghettos Dollar's worth of gas Heckle and harass All the hippies and the weirdos
Hey, talk about havin' fun You're good time son of a gun Four years of college A little bit of knowledge Outsmart the draft board
Hey, redneck All-American lover God said, 'Brain' You thought He said, 'Rain' And you ran for cover
Don't you know I've done all I can do To try to get along with you? You're too much Everything you touch Turns to something else, yes, it does now
Hey, redneck Bye, redneck
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