Saturday White Reaper

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[Verse 1]
Thank you much for calling me
But my hand's already trembling
I'm just trying to politely
Ask you to excuse my misbehavior

I brought too many drinks with me
And a ten ton bucket of gasoline
But I'm dressed for the occasion
So I'm staying till it's done or till I'm thrown

[Chorus]
And I don't think people here mess around
They're saying we both need to get outta here
Oh, and I know it's gotta be on the count of four
Really do got to go

[Verse 2]
Oh, these old stares have turned on me
And my boots untied and I've clipped my wings
I'm just tryin' to arrive in such a manner
So as not to look alone
Oh, well, I do

[Chorus]
And I don't think people here mess around
They're saying we both need to get outta here
Oh, and I know it's gotta be on the count of four
Really do got to go