"The Stutters" genre: Rockabilly
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	CD: Casey Just Credits: All Songs Written and Composed by Casey Just Christensen.
	Lyrics Hey, don't cha tell the man no tails Or your goin' straightto hell The man is looking straight over your shoulder and he is watchin' you I'm not followin' your vibe Things ain't keen to jibe anymore These same damn thaings sometimes don't change as fast as they ought To be forgot-en anyways Well, I'm sorry but I digress I ain't caused nothin' but a big 'ol mess For the likes of you and I Now tell me if some of that don't fly It don't fly as high as once you were when you was trying to jive me Besides a beehive jivetree I ain't feelin' smiley - smiley But I got the stutters... goodgodalmighty Look out! WellI'm getting behind the wheel Of old mephastoffoleese's automobile Good ta meet ya I'm doin' swell But the dirty damn devil's kickin' open the shutters He's got me with a case ot the stutters Bejibeamae went about what fer, why not and why don't cha? You got the tripyfunkypsycedelicheavyacidblues From the bottom of your nose To the top of your piss - stained shoes At the hickhop hoedown Whatcha doin'? Doin' the dooze? There's another white boy and he's flunkin' the blues And another white boy and he's buckin' the flooze Another white boy adn he's punchin' the clock He hit's the lightbulb but he don't smoke rocks Still another white boy's got the dopeplant greenthumb at his command But the hand of the man would squash that plan What you're doin'? I don't know What your sayin'? I don't know For the games you're playin' I don't care It's heavy getting busted and it ain't fair I might've stoned my harmonica but at least I ain't Tweakin' an a drinkin' my life to ruin But sometimes I'll admit I get a bit too ripped And I......I forgot what I'm doin' I like wiggin' on strangers in the trippydippy town Stop drop and roll keep the backbeats down I got stutters....goodgodalmighty Look out! You people on them tweakbenders go chicky go! You keep rackin' up the rails till ya just don't know Everybody got together and we all decided We're out and about we're out to get you The dirty damn devil's kickin' open the shutters He's got me with a case of the stutters I got the stutters -------- Written by Casey Just Chrstensen. Copyright 1996.

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