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I hung on to Mary's stump I danced with a soldier's glee With a rum-soaked crook and a big fat laugh I spent my last dollar on thee I saw Bill Bones, I gave him a yell Kehoe spiked the nog With a chain-link fence and a scrap-iron jaw Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog
Spider rolled in from Hollister Burn With a one-eyed stolen mare Donned himself with chicken fat Sawin' on a jawbone violin there Kathleen was sittin' down in little Red's Recovery Room In her criminal underwear bra I was naked to the waist with my fierce black hound And I'm cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog
Dig a big pit in a dirt alley road Fill it with madrone and bay Stinks like hell and the neighbors complain Don't give a hoot what they say Gotta slap that hog, roll him over twice Gotta baste him with a sweeping broom You gotta swat them flies and chain up the dogs Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog
Rattlesnake piccata with grapes and figs Old brown Betty with a yellow wig T'ain't the mince meat filagree And it ain't the turkey neck stew And it ain't them bruleed okra seeds Though she made them especially for you Worse won a prize for her bottom black pie The beans got thrown to the dog Jahesus Christ, I can always make room Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog
(Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog) (Cookin' up a Filipino box spring hog)
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