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Walkin Through A Hurricane
Song title
"My Girlfriend's Rack"
Original Upload Date
Feb.25.2017
Singer
CYBER DIVA
DAINA (chorus)
Producer(s)
Steven Wagenheim (music, lyrics)
Views
100+
Links
SoundCloud Broadcast


LyricsEdit

I'm drivin' down to Jackson Mississippi
Lookin forward to fishin by a stream
I've got all the things I need to have a good time
If you were with me you'd know what I mean

I got my dog and a beer and my momma in the rear
of my old dodge pickup truck
Drinkin for a livin's gonna land me in prison
If I should run out of luck
I got smokie on my tail as I'm headin off to jail
And I ain't ever lookin back
Hell you should see my girlfriend
That gal's got quite a rack

(Not that that has anything to do with this here song. But it sure rhymes good)

I made a stop at Rosie's bar and grill
She makes the best chilli in the state
Gonna grab a bowl and hit the road again
I just hope to God I ain't too late

I got my dog and a beer and my momma in the rear
of my old dodge pickup truck
Drinkin for a livin's gonna land me in prison
If I should run out of luck
I got smokie on my tail as I'm headin off to jail
And I ain't ever lookin back
Hell you should see my girlfriend
That gal's got quite a rack

(About a 38 double D. Headlights and everything)

Now the highway's getting' awfully crowded these days
Sunday drivers seven days a week
My momma's got her eyes closed prayin' for me
My dog he's too damn scared to even speak

I got my dog and a beer and my momma in the rear
of my old dodge pickup truck
Drinkin for a livin's gonna land me in prison
If I should run out of luck
I got smokie on my tail as I'm headin off to jail
And I ain't ever lookin back
Hell you should see my girlfriend
That gal's got quite a rack

(They kind uh hang to one side when she sleeps)

Well I'm just about to Jackson Mississippi
Guess there's one thing that you'd think was odd
In all my excitations for this journey
I forgot to pack my fishing rod

I got my dog and a beer and my momma in the rear
of my old dodge pickup truck
Drinkin for a livin's gonna land me in prison
If I should run out of luck
I got smokie on my tail as I'm headin off to jail
And I ain't ever lookin back
Hell you should see my girlfriend
That gal's got quite a rack

Hell you should see my girlfriend
She stole my fishing rod
And that's the way this song ends
Don't you find that odd