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Bootie Dootie

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Lieu of granite 'neath the magnolia tree 
Short stack of pancakes lay
And old timer's belch hooch 
In Dixie I crash-land an eon ago
A stone's throw from praline stands 
Somewhere near the genus digitalis

In McCaysville, Georgia
South of Pearly Gates Café
Behind the chain-link fence
And sign beware of hogs
On Interstate 60
Hallelujah Amen pass the grits

Fessing the Lawd and my wrinkle pecka
Bury my old buttocks in a spittoon of chew 
Next to my dawg coon-hound Blue 
Outside the door of my singlewide condo
And on my epitaph you can carve
Kiss my ass and don't trespass

Bootee Dootie ran out of gas
Don't toss dirt on my mud flaps
With my wooden leg pointed straight up
In shape of a phallus
On it a condom with a hot patch
Don't weep on my sourdough

In row of weeds and escorts now passed 
One's that had their tickets telecast
On ZBS and ZBN
Now strutting in the great beyond 
Fertilizing someone else's friggin' front lawn
Perhaps a blow job and I am gone

Lieu of granite 'neath the magnolia tree
Short stack of pancakes lay
Buttermilk biscuits and Ping-Pong
One more song in my wake
Keep your tits out of my hominy
Blessed am I among cornpone

Bootee Dootie ran out of gas
June bugs whistling country times 
My pickle still tickles my ankles
When my testicles soak in brine
One more shot of moonshine
Get your pinkie out of my ass

This ol' pimp dance merrily along

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