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  • Текст песни Ottoman Turks - American Male

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    I'm a red-blooded American Male
    I don't wanna do nothing but chase some tail
    Get in my muscle car, and drive it to the bar
    And drink light beer until I'm ill

    And I drink my whiskey with a chase
    And only when attempting third base
    I just don't like the burn, it makes my stomach turn
    But a country boy's gotta save some face

    Liquor store'll be closin' in just five minutes' time
    I won't get in there till a minute past nine
    The workers don't like me, I don't give a damn you see
    I've got to get my Bud Light Lime

    Well, drinkin' beer and bashin' queers
    No protection, sixty kids
    Liftin' up my truck and wearing camo to church
    Drivin' up to Choctaw, thinkin' I'm an outlaw
    Smokin' pot, I'm really not cause I, I, I'm
    An American male

    And I love to hang out with all my friends
    They all look just like me, and I look like them
    (Hey man, did you see the game last night?)
    Hey man, did you see the game last night?
    That girl's dress sure is tight
    I hope tonight that I can get it in

    Well, I don't think Hank ever done it this way
    And exactly who George Jones is, I couldn't say
    If it ain't on the radio, I just don't care to know
    You know we do things different these days

    And I cut the muffler off my Ford pickup truck
    Which I drive too fast, and we never buckle up
    Two friends have died that way, I guess that it's OK
    We remember em every year at the church potluck

    Well, I'm drinkin' beer and bashin' queers
    No protection, sixty kids
    Liftin' up my truck and wearing camo to church
    Drivin' up to Choctaw, thinkin' I'm an outlaw
    Smokin' pot, I'm really not cause I, I, I'm
    An American male

    Drink a little, drink a lot
    From the restaurant to the parking lot
    Don't you wanna give it a shot?
    Drink a little drink a lot

    Just like an American male
    Huntin' quail
    Gettin' jailed
    Postin' bail
    Rootin' for Dale Earnhardt
    Best damn race car driver that ever lived

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