whiskey jars - wrinkle neck mules lyrics
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[verse]
he had a haircut like martin van buren
sideburns way down his chin
he wore a smoking jacket like hugh hefner always did
and in the throws of winter when everything is slow
warm whiskey at 14 below, he traded in that snow for mexico
[chorus]
turntable turning, no sound
breakfast burning southbound
take out the whiskey and p-ss the jars around
[verse]
and from the rooftops the hollers came
40 pesos for a friendly game
unbroken horses and women just as tame
[chorus]
turntable turning, no sound
breakfast burning southbound
take out the whiskey and p-ss the jars around
[chorus]
turntable turning, no sound
breakfast burning southbound
take out the whiskey and p-ss the jars around
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