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Oh, now, look here honey, You got to get some money, And don't think it's funny, You gotta root, hog, or die. If you don't, I'm leavin', And you will be grievin', I'm not make-believin', You gotta root, hog, or die. I've bought my watch And my clothes and diamond ring; Now you will have to stop, Shakin', shakin' that old thing. I know you['re] mellow, I've been a good fellow, I'm no story-teller, You gotta root, hog, or die.
Writer(s): Morand Mccoy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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