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Milk for Mary
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Pregnant cellophane tape collapses in the sun.
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Doesn't know which way to go. Baby is drunk.
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There is no one at home, just me and wesson oil.
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To make a mess of those roaring elephants,
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looking for  breeze.
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Stoned cowboys on the range begin to herd
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their cows for some milk for the drunkin baby.
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I traded it because their seats were hard, for
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my wesson oil.
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Turpentine is fine for your carburetor.
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Makes it easy to start your Chevy.
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Well when you find it's not worth
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a damn, she is looking out her blinds
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at Mr. Foster. Mad as hell the bandits
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start to looking for the cattle, pokes,
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to knock them off. No more milk for little
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by Mary.
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We called in the elephants to strike a blow.
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Because they were sick of breezes. Well they
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sat down and broke the crowns of all those
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sinking bandits.
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The good guys had a chance to run
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and met a guy named Ramsey, who had
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some bucks to buy their cows, cause there is no
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more milk for Mary. I heard she is on a
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drunk today and Mr. Foster's fixing his Chevy.
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So it's just me and no one is home. I'm
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stuck with all the roaring elephants
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and the wesson oil.
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Mike Hendershot 2010
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