Beck - Crystal Clear (Beer) lyrics
[Beck - Crystal Clear Beer lyrics]
Plastic donut, can of spam
There's no kindness in this land
Better not let my good gal catch you here
She's getting all juiced up with a
Bottle of plain wrap beer
Coffee clothing pasted on
Clean my gravestone when I'm gone
And you better not let my
Good gal catch you here
She's got a whole pile of things
You don't want to hear
Hitch my horse up to the town
I got my toenails painted brown
And you better not let my
Good gal catch you here
She'll cut you down and put the blame on me
Just a muscle in a bag
Throw my baby, don't let her sag
But you better not let my
Good gal catch you here
She's getting all juiced up with a
Bottle of plain wrap beer
There's no kindness in this land
Better not let my good gal catch you here
She's getting all juiced up with a
Bottle of plain wrap beer
Coffee clothing pasted on
Clean my gravestone when I'm gone
And you better not let my
Good gal catch you here
She's got a whole pile of things
You don't want to hear
Hitch my horse up to the town
I got my toenails painted brown
And you better not let my
Good gal catch you here
She'll cut you down and put the blame on me
Just a muscle in a bag
Throw my baby, don't let her sag
But you better not let my
Good gal catch you here
She's getting all juiced up with a
Bottle of plain wrap beer
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