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Rednex - Sex & Violins - Shooter
Sex & Violins
01. Cotton Eye Joe
02. Hittin' the Hay
03. Riding Alone
04. Wish You Were Here
05. Mary Lou
06. Old Pop in an Oak
07. Nowhere in Idaho
08. The Sad but True Story of Ray Mingus, the Lumberjack of Bulk Rock City, and His Never Slacking Strive to Exploit the So Far Undiscovered Areas of Intention to Bodily Intercourse From the Opposite Species of His Kind, During Intake of All the Mental Condition That Could Be Derived From Fermentation.
09. Fat Sally Lee
10. Shooter
11. McKenzie Brothers
12. Rolling Home
13. Wild 'N Free
Hey honey, where the hell is my shooter now?
You can call me honey, you can steal my money
You can try again and you can pray to Heaven
But I tell you, honey, like the sun is sunny
Baby, I won't put my shooter down
You can call me honey, you can steal my money
You can try again and you can pray to Heaven
But I tell you, honey, like the sun is sunny
Baby, I won't put my shooter down
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ...
Now, the man I love is a wanted man
With a price put on his head
Every deputy wants a tag on his toe
He's better off with me
So together, we can start a new
You can plow the field and I will make your stew
Come on, darling, settle down with me
Put your shooter down
You can call me honey, you can steal my money
You can try again and you can pray to Heaven
But I tell you, honey, like the sun is sunny
Baby, I won't put my shooter down
You can call me honey, you can steal my money
You can try again and you can pray to Heaven
But I tell you, honey, like the sun is sunny
Baby, I won't put my shooter down
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ...
Sometimes I think that the gun in your hand
Means more to you than me
But I know better, you are getting old
You will need a family
And then, on Sundays, we can go to church
Time for you to end your search
Here's your life, take a look at me
'Cause I will be your wife
You can call me honey, you can steal my money
You can try again and you can pray to Heaven
But I tell you, honey, like the sun is sunny
Baby, I won't put my shooter down
You can call me honey, you can steal my money
You can try again and you can pray to Heaven
But I tell you, honey, like the sun is sunny
Baby, I won't put my shooter down
Come to me, baby
No, don't tell me "maybe"
When we are married
Your shooter are gonna get buried
Hey, hey, hey, hey
You can call me honey, you can steal my money
You can try again and you can pray to Heaven
But I tell you, honey, like the sun is sunny
Baby, I won't put my shooter down
But I tell you, honey, like the sun is sunny
Baby, I won't put my shooter down