Buster Buster

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David Michael Moore - Pop

Buster Buster

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Duration: 5:11

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Hey Buster, Buster Last time I saw you, man You was walkin' on the road in Rose Hill Carrying your teeth in your hand You said, "Take me to town, little Barbie" Let's treat [?] to some beer We go crazy drunk after [?] and get the hell away from here 'Cause, shit, Johnny said he comin' for me Gonna book me a ticket to Hell 'Cause I been talkin' to some of his womens Who everybody knows, is anybody's [?] Don't belong to him Hey, Buster, Buster Hide your [? quart] by that old cotton wood You can finish it off when we get back from work You already feelin' too good Now, don't start going on about Black cadaver patrol, and all you seen in the war About all thе blood, and the bones in the mud Just tеll me 'bout that pretty, French whore Tell me 'bout her Now [? dope up smile] I got something green to sell I'm [?] be wanna be your friend Got 14 stitches and two weeks in jail Still waiting for the paradise to end 'Cause there's a dog in the doorway Some dog in the hall Though it looks like peoples It's just dogs that's all That's all Buster, Buster A swallowtail floats 'cross the moon But I saw your ghost in Virginia Humming that old grave digging tune Buster, Buster Last time I saw you man You was walkin' on the road in Rose Hill Carrying your teeth in your hand Buster, Buster Buster, Buster

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