I'm drunk again, excuse the hiccup The redneck originator rollin' in my pickup Truck jacked up with the four gold shocks And where I come from, mud flaps come stock People Kid Rock it up and down the block And the hens all flock to the coup with the cock You wanna rock with me, baby, row it down to the swamp Dock your boat, we'll do the hillbilly stomp Do it We'll do the hillbilly stomp I like Stuckies, truckers and big mesh hats I like large round women in laundromats I like to wander jack like a backwoods thug And watch the moonshine through the bottom of a jug Huggin' and kissin' with my vision all blurry Siftin' through this world of worry Hurry up with love, please God bless I don't do drugs anymore or any less I didn't start this mess on this planet Stop lookin' at me like a bandit I've been chillin' down at the swamp With the folks that want to do the hillbilly stomp Do it We'll do the hillbilly stomp Now people wanna know how to do this dance Lift your legs in the air like you wet your pants Plant your hands on the top of your butt And stomp around the woods like you're all fucked up Circle up the trucks, fire up the brush Untuck your shirt, we're gonna kick some dust Don't two plus two it or three plus three it Four by four to a place that's scenic Heat it up hot like some ham hocks cookin' And hop to the spot where the cops aren't lookin' Bring your whole flock going down to the swamp And we can rock all night doing the hillbilly stomp Do it We'll do the hillbilly stomp We'll do the hillbilly stomp © THIRTY TWO MILE MUSIC; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; GAJE MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com