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Freeway Time In LA County Jail On the freeway in the county the sun don't shine. I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man. And outside my cell deputies creep And in this cell all I do is sleep and I dream, that I'm free. And I'm back on the reef, where I throw my net out into the sea, All the fine hinas come swimming to me. They hold me and they promise me things, And when the tides high I cry like a little baby. Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning. Don't want no puppy loving. Hold me babe, a new stylee. Hungry babe, a new stylee. And a angry dog is a hungry dog. And a hungry dog is a angry dog. I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!
I'm alive gotta contact home. Gotta contact my baby girl. But I wood never could get up. Why does it have to be so damn tough? With mayates and the eses, yes their steady on the floor. I'll be damned if a man with a shake in his hand will make me feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man. And I know, that I'm there someday.
I'm back on the reef, where I throw my net out into the sea, All the fine hinas come swimming to me. Hold babe promise me. With no protection on my erection I won't get no VD. Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning. Don't want no puppy loving. Gwarn. Hold me babe, got a new stylee. And a angry dog's a hungry dog. He's a naked man is a naked man. And a wicked dog is a hungry dog. I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!
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