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Dan Bern - Smart n Final

Song Lyrics

Well I got off the interstate
I got off the highway
Needed to go more than 65 and do it my way

I needed an amplifier
Kiln in the garage
I needed a prostrate glandular massage

I needed the rivers
And I needed the trees
I needed god to bless me for sneezing on his sleeve

But I love you baby
You love me too
That's smart, but it probably ain't final

Biker Scaloppini
Quentin Tarantini
Karaoke Dutch with crutch in his weanie

Chattanooga Choo Choo
Magnet lots of beaucoup
The rocket's in the box but Bronx but Hedecki made a boo-boo
Nirvana in the elevator
Sex in the simulator
Someone ate the cellophane off of the gum waiter

I love, baby
You love me too
That's smart, but it probably ain't final

Dona Dona Dona
Drinking marijuanas
Smoking Ebola with my coca cola

The bullpen's rich
And I learned a new pitch
From Saddam Hussein and Slobodan Milosovic

African sing song
Pasteurized ding dong
I'm not exactly right but I've never really been wrong

I love, baby
You love me too
That's smart, but it probably ain't final

I threw away my camera
I threw away my telephone
I threw away the wrapper that was carrying my ding dong

I threw away my apple
I threw away my magazine
I threw away the pistol at the thrown away crime scene

I threw away my sister
I threw away my bloody glove
I threw away your father and I threw away my love

But I love you baby
You love me too
That's smart, but it probably ain't final

I drove to Oklahoma City with my Columbine classmate
Nuclear bomb in the comfort of my basement
Arizona military desert storm test site
Paid subscription to uranium website

Yahoo link pornographic for collateral
Damaged president election perennial

I love, baby
You love me too
That's smart, but it probably ain't final

Global Warming extra large humungous jumbo
Tennessee titans to Kennedy Mutambo
Arco arena 3Com stadium
Laetrile spray well apricot radium
The bricklayer formerly known as Sam
Made a 50 ft sculpture out of raspberry jam
Of a stepmother formerly known as Mom
In the burned out village in Vietnam

I , I , I ,
Love you

I planted new grass seed on the front lawn
And replaced the nigger boy and the plastic swan
With a life sized statue of Stevie Ray Vaughn
You can come by Sunday when the barbecue's on

I love, baby
You love me too
That's smart, but it probably ain't final

I owe my discipline to the president
I owe my life to Christ who's arisen
But I also owe ten grand to Scudooto
That's why I'm still on the road

But I love you baby
Do you love me too
That's smart, but it probably ain't final

You know this one now

I love, baby
You love me too
That's smart, but it probably ain't final

I can't hear you at all

I love, baby
You love me too
That's smart, but it probably ain't final

I love, baby
You love me too
That's smart, but it probably ain't final


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