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I said, hey I said, hey I said, hey I said, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Wishin' I could pick up a guitar, make it say, "Wah, wah" The hot tub make me feel like a hot dog Headlights comin' out of the fog Long horns on the front of the Caddy like Boss Hog Nah, I'm in a minivan with Dracula I'm 'bout to open up a Waffle House in South Minneapolis You still get nightmares when you're livin' your dreams It's like the cash machine's full of gasoline I spit glue, and I stick to the touch It's cool, I wish you a fistful of bucks You've heard it all before, but I don't give a Furthermore From Letras Mania