>>My uncle used to love me but she died. My mom loved Roger Miller. I grew up listening to him. We probably sang every song 10 times or more.
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>Trailer for sale or rent
>Rooms to let...fifty cents.
>No phone, no pool, no pets
>I ain't got no cigarettes....
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>Yep, me'n the boyz have been known to play that one.
That song, for its genre, is just about perfect: the lyrics flow so naturally, tell a good story, and the nice breezy easy-going plod of the tune. I'm fond of that.
- Whoever said that women are the weaker sex never tried to wrest the bedclothes off one in the middle of the night
- Worry is the interest you pay, in advance, for a loan that you may never need to take out.