Paroles Trani

Le - Par .

Dirty belly of a secret town
Cheap trick hookers that are hanging out at the bar
In the Greyhound station
And the bare-chested boys are going down
On every thing that the momma believes
Pack of smokes and a little bump of cocaine
Help you feel not so strange

Said old Pa, she don't get off, unless somebody standing near her
And she'll shine, once she's crossed the line
'Cause all tied to the chair
I said, lay it now on the ground, throw in a white noise sound
Like a tranny on a ten

All the bubbas got their heads in a nod
They don't know what they love or deserve to get
Chances are they tab their worm in a slab
Doesn't even know which fish that he like to bite tonight
ah tonight, tonight, tonight

Ah maybe tonight
Said old Pa, she don't get off, unless somebody standing near her
And she'll shine, once she's crossed the line
Hands all tied to the chair
I said, lay it now on the ground, throw in a white noise sound
Like a tranny on a ten
Comes home on call, isn't that the peace
Fingers in the dirt, and he's spitting out his teeth
Spitting out his teeth

Comes home on call, isn't that the peace
Fingers in the dirt, and he's spitting out his teeth
Said old Pa, she don't get off, unless somebody standing near her
And she'll shine, once she's crossed the line
Hands all tied to the chair
I said, lay it on the ground, throw in a white noise sound
Like a tranny on a ten

I said, lay it on the ground, throw in a white noise sound
Like a tranny on a ten

I said, lay it on the ground, throw in a white noise sound
Like a tranny on a ten

I said, lay it on the ground, throw in a white noise sound
Like a tranny on a ten

I said, lay it on the ground, throw in a white noise sound
Like a tranny on a ten

I said, lay it on the

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NATHAN FOLLOWILL, CALEB FOLLOWILL, ANGELO T. PETRAGLIA