Dick Soup Banjo & Sullivan
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Liquored up in Jackson after the show
Bucket full of wild oats I had to sew
The Motor City knew just where I should go
Hundreds of women for old Adam Banjo
Thousand pickup trucks in a gravel parking lot
Looked at my roadie and said, "Ready or not"
Splashed on Hai-Karate, ready to run my race
Took a look around, there wasn't a woman in the place
Dick soup
Ball city
Ain't it a pity
To be true?
Dick soup
Milwaukee was the next town I hopped up on stage
Thought I might get lucky, me and Roy was all the rage
Looked out on the crowd, much to my surprise
Place was plum sold-out with nothing but guys
Dick soup
Cock salad
Can't sing a ballad
Don't give a hoot
Dick soup
Bucket full of wild oats I had to sew
The Motor City knew just where I should go
Hundreds of women for old Adam Banjo
Thousand pickup trucks in a gravel parking lot
Looked at my roadie and said, "Ready or not"
Splashed on Hai-Karate, ready to run my race
Took a look around, there wasn't a woman in the place
Dick soup
Ball city
Ain't it a pity
To be true?
Dick soup
Milwaukee was the next town I hopped up on stage
Thought I might get lucky, me and Roy was all the rage
Looked out on the crowd, much to my surprise
Place was plum sold-out with nothing but guys
Dick soup
Cock salad
Can't sing a ballad
Don't give a hoot
Dick soup
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