
Strut That Ass Song The Gregory Brothers
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'Cause everybody wants to run
Everybody wants to run, that's good
I'll be right behind em
To see how far they can run
To see how far they can run
It's a chauvinistic pig attitude that Clinton's got
That you're gonna do somethin' because you work at the arsenal
And you've got a f***in' Mercedes Benz
And you ain't gotta walk every day so you're gonna get out and
Strut that ass, strut that ass, strut that
Strut that ass, strut that ass, uh!
You work at the arsenal
And you're gonna strut that ass, strut that ass, uh! uh!
When you start walkin', my friend
And you get ten, fifteen miles on the highway
You won't be struttin' that ass
You won't be struttin' that ass
You'll be half dead
You'll be so f***in' tired, you won't hardly hold that ass up (won't hardly hold that ass up)
When you walk about fifteen, twenty miles, my friend, you won't
Strut that ass, strut that ass, strut that
Strut that ass, strut that ass, uh!
You work at the arsenal
And you're gonna strut that ass, strut that ass, uh!
Strut that ass, strut that ass, strut that
Strut that ass, strut that ass, uh!
You work at the arsenal
And you're gonna strut that ass, strut that ass, uh! uh!
Everybody wants to run, that's good
I'll be right behind em
To see how far they can run
To see how far they can run
It's a chauvinistic pig attitude that Clinton's got
That you're gonna do somethin' because you work at the arsenal
And you've got a f***in' Mercedes Benz
And you ain't gotta walk every day so you're gonna get out and
Strut that ass, strut that ass, strut that
Strut that ass, strut that ass, uh!
You work at the arsenal
And you're gonna strut that ass, strut that ass, uh! uh!
When you start walkin', my friend
And you get ten, fifteen miles on the highway
You won't be struttin' that ass
You won't be struttin' that ass
You'll be half dead
You'll be so f***in' tired, you won't hardly hold that ass up (won't hardly hold that ass up)
When you walk about fifteen, twenty miles, my friend, you won't
Strut that ass, strut that ass, strut that
Strut that ass, strut that ass, uh!
You work at the arsenal
And you're gonna strut that ass, strut that ass, uh!
Strut that ass, strut that ass, strut that
Strut that ass, strut that ass, uh!
You work at the arsenal
And you're gonna strut that ass, strut that ass, uh! uh!
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