HONEY I LOVE YOU
with blood shot eyes i stare
through the windshield of my beat up chevrolete
ten cups with the hills brothers
and the butts of twenty camels in my tray
the pistol in my trembling hand
is hotter than the sun will shine today
and honey i'll say it one more time
before i blow my brains away...
honey i love you
through the windshield of my beat up chevrolete
ten cups with the hills brothers
and the butts of twenty camels in my tray
the pistol in my trembling hand
is hotter than the sun will shine today
and honey i'll say it one more time
before i blow my brains away...
honey i love you
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