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We figure, my daddy and me |
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Things are still the same, it seems |
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As when he lived it in his teens as a kid in school |
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Aaron was a junior, the class of '32 |
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His momma called him angel, |
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But everybody knew he was the |
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King king, the gross out king |
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They called him piss aaron |
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They always caught him pissin' in the hall |
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Piss aaron, he never would refuse when nature called |
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Dumb larry from homeroom 9 |
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Kept his locker full of weeds |
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Just to satisfy his smoking needs and his love of fire |
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Went to a game and lit a stink bomb in the bleachers |
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The coach, the cheer leader, and |
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The chem teacher, and the |
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Dean dean, duh dean dean was after |
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Dumb larry, they always caught him smokin' in the john |
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Dumb larry, you never would have missed him |
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When he's gone |
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Chuck biscuits, conservative-jive |
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The biggest pig in all the school |
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He would sit and smack his lips and drool |
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As he eyed your lunch |
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I left a bag in his desk one night |
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A raw egg sandwich and when hungry took a bite |
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He had to |
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Up chuck, uh up up-chuck, a'pukin' |
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Chuck biscuits, they always caught him eatin' |
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In the class |