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Tim Just The Wine

like to kill a rabbit Swerve back into traffic, radio blastin' Slammed on the brakes, ya old bastard Tim zig-zaggin', hell, he in the back And girls sittin' on the trunk, droppin' wine

I wanna be is what you mean to me Late last night, as I dreamed in dizzy sunlight I thought I heard your bare feet up the stairs Just like a fool, just

wine I sure love Mindy McCready Start pumpin' iron and a-eatin my Wheaties Got to get in shape if I want to get a date But first I gotta lose just a

is a rock in a weary land A shelter in the the time of the storm Stop and let me tell you about chapter one When the lord GodA?s work had just begun

time, to sign it on the dotted line Take the money and run Take no time, and spit into the white wine Take the money and run Lyrics by Tim Christensen

of wings im so glad your hear today cause to marro i might have to go and fly away hey!! im down to my last dollar ive walked right through my shoes just

back into traffic, radio blastin' Slammed on the brakes {*SKRUT!}, ya old bastard Tim zig-zaggin', hell, he in the back and Girls sittin' on the trunk, droppin' wine

times I spit just dwellin thinking of the day Up to the point I sit for hours thinkin of away To make you suffer Make ya blood spill like the wine. Six

if I die Bartender, please fill my glass for me With the wine you gave Jesus That set Him free after three days down Bartender, please fill my glass deep for me With the wine