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all i wanna do is dance you 'neath that silver moon
in that alfalfa field out back
climb the ladder in the barn
all i wanna do is dance you 'neath that silver moon
in that alfalfa field out back
climb the ladder in the barn
all i wanna do is dance you 'neath that silver moon
in that alfalfa field out back
climb the ladder in the barn
all i wanna do is dance you 'neath that silver moon
in that alfalfa field out back
climb the ladder in the barn
to get him to the next big rodeo
now most athletes take alfalfa pills and super b's
a cowboy don't need all that motern stuff
to get him to the next big rodeo
now most athletes take alfalfa pills and super b's
a cowboy don't need all that motern stuff
to get him to the next big rodeo
now most athletes take alfalfa pills and super b's
a cowboy don't need all that motern stuff
to get him to the next big rodeo
now most athletes take alfalfa pills and super b's
a cowboy don't need all that motern stuff
believe me i'd fuck up that whopper with cheese
alfalfa sprouts and a red bean
a handful of trail mix
believe me i'd fuck up that whopper with cheese
alfalfa sprouts and a red bean
a handful of trail mix
been changin' them dams in the new summer hay
irrigating alfalfa for six bucks a day
i'll tell you my story i'd be on my way
been changin' them dams in the new summer hay
irrigating alfalfa for six bucks a day
i'll tell you my story i'd be on my way
working the earth and planting our seeds
growing alfalfa
carrots and peas
working the earth and planting our seeds
growing alfalfa
carrots and peas
hoarding our meals
alfalfa and rolls
trying not to catch the cold eye of the gulls
hoarding our meals
alfalfa and rolls
trying not to catch the cold eye of the gulls
the mantis prayed while the lamellicorn tunneled and rolled in a threadbare tie. when the holland lops in the karakung glades indignantly thump their feet and hopped away when they cut their noses on the sharp-tipped blades. and there's a heat-pat waiting in the chicken-wire hutch where the does from the netherlands stay
but that dry alfalfa don't taste like much and we're tired of the timothy hay. i touched her back
she was lying facedown
the mantis prayed while the lamellicorn tunneled and rolled in a threadbare tie. when the holland lops in the karakung glades indignantly thump their feet and hopped away when they cut their noses on the sharp-tipped blades. and there's a heat-pat waiting in the chicken-wire hutch where the does from the netherlands stay
but that dry alfalfa don't taste like much and we're tired of the timothy hay. i touched her back
she was lying facedown
comin' out the south-uh
rascal like spanky and beesh is alfalfa
pull it up out'cha
comin' out the south-uh
rascal like spanky and beesh is alfalfa
pull it up out'cha
little rascal
alfalfa
got a frog in his pants
little rascal
alfalfa
got a frog in his pants
ooh
alfalfa
dick for you pussies
ooh
alfalfa
dick for you pussies
you sniff foul powder over clam chowder
ya little rascals like alfalfa while we listening
to wild salsa la la la bamba come through in a hummer
you sniff foul powder over clam chowder
ya little rascals like alfalfa while we listening
to wild salsa la la la bamba come through in a hummer