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Well, I was raised on a diet of no-doz Donuts, an' diesel emissions Listenin' to wrinkled old men dronin' on and on About the weather and road conditions Stayin five miles ahead of whatever's behind Wonderin' where I went wrong And the strange city signs Start to sound like rhymes In a neverending song Just a one-horse town No motel or bar Just a wax museum Of dead hee-haw stars You don't look in a mirror When you're hard and mean I'm stranded outside tater knob With just a juggs magazine Well, I was sittin' inside a topless joint At the end of music row Watchin' fat girls strip to Molly Hatchett songs Hopin' their stretch marks don't show I spent my last dime on a watered-down drink I was headed out for the door Before I could kick myself for going' here I was headed back for more Just a one-horse town No motel or bar Just a wax museum Of dead hee-haw stars You don't look in a mirror When you're hard and mean I'm stranded outside tater knob With just a juggs magazine My ex-wife ran a whorehouse On the highway out of town They used to give special truckers' rates Before the baptists burned it down She had a tattoo on her inner thigh Said "if you can read this, yer too close" We used to drive five miles for the nearest cold beer And bitch about the lives we chose Just a one-horse town No motel or bar Just a wax museum Of dead hee-haw stars Don't look in a mirror When you're hard and mean Well, I'm stranded outside tater knob With just a juggs magazine Well, I'm stranded outside tater knob With just a juggs magazine
Writer(s): Blaine Cartwright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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