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Nuthin' Wrong With Me (Another Whiskey Wouldn't Fix)

by timlane

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Hold Back Mama Hold back mama take it nice and slow Y’all watch out I swear this thing gonna blow Hold back mama don’t move too fast If it feels this good we’d better make it last Hold back mama got it on the down low Gonna turn up the heat you keep it under control Don’t you fret we got nothing but time Hold back mama take it right down the line I gotta tell ya, you need to know This ain't no schoolboy infatuation This is the big one this is the bomb Gotta keep a firm grip on the situation Hold back mama gotta get it right Don't wanna lose it you should keep it tight Hold back mama don't turn it around Keep a lid on the sucker gotta nail it down I gotta tell ya, you need to know This ain't no schoolboy infatuation This is the big one this is the bomb Gotta keep a firm grip on the situation Hold back mama
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NUTHIN’ WRONG WITH ME (ANOTHER WHISKEY WOULDN’T FIX) People been talkin' I ain't naming no names The rumour is I ain't quite at the top of my game They say I'm sinking fast going deeper each day But I never gave a damn about what people might say My customary lifestyle lately’s hard to maintain I ain’t consumed a lot of haute cuisine or drunk too much champagne I ain’t been sleeping on no feather bed but I ain’t gonna bitch There’s nuthin’ wrong with me another whiskey wouldn’t fix My fiscal arrangements are need of some reform My portfolio of stocks and shares is failing to perform I may have made a few investments which on reflection were unwise The nights down at the dog track were especially ill-advised I may have one or two commitments which need to be addressed Before I tell my public that I’m right back at my best But even if I always get the brown end of the stick There’s nuthin’ wrong with me another whiskey wouldn’t fix I’ve become a bit reclusive I seldom socialize The society engagements have recently run dry And old buddies don’t pick up my calls, I guess they’re out of town Although I’m generally too busy in the bar to fool around I prefer to be a loner it’s all the rage these days Especially since my girl and me both went our separate ways I won’t deny it’s hard sometimes when no-one’s got your six But there’s nuthin’ wrong with me another whiskey wouldn’t fix
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SALLY-ANN HAS LOST THE PLOT CHORUS I saw Weasel with a flashlight and shovel Hauling something heavy up the Greenwood Hollow Lane Previous experience says Weasel’s in deep trouble And Sally-Ann has lost the plot again Sally-Ann has lost the plot again Last time I saw weasel it was down at Dexter’s tavern He said Sally-Ann was working out of town for a spell And he was pleased to introduce me to his new friend Mary-Ellen And I knew this situation was not destined to end well Cause Sally-Ann and Weasel they’ve got an understanding Now and then he’s goes out with the boys and has some fun But when he does he will not so much as look at other women And Sally-Ann won’t need to fetch her gun CHORUS Anyone who finds they have incurred the wrath of Sally Is due a world misery ‘cause let’s make one thing clear Sally’s got a temper, her response to provocation Is Swift and unambiguous, and brutally severe CHORUS There’s an SUV for sale in parking lot at Dexter’s There’s a young girl who went missing a week or two ago Weasel don’t get out much on his own since I last saw him Sally says he’s busy; well I guess that she would know CHORUS
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SHE PUT THE HOODOO ON ME I got the shivers from my head to my feet Been awake for three days but I still can’t sleep Can't shake the feeling something's gone very wrong I think I know what’s going on She put the hoodoo on me She put the hoodoo on me She don’t need no graveyard dirt Ain’t got no paper and powder to do her work She don’t need no mojo hand I hope you understand She put the hoodoo on me She put me under her spell She put the hoodoo on me Ain't got a hope in hell She put the hoodoo on me I can't lie I can't make no pretence Whatever she's been cooking up I've got no defence Some kind of Juju that I just can’t fight She really done me right She put the hoodoo on me She put me under her spell She put the hoodoo on me Ain't got a hope in hell She put the hoodoo on me
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FLESH OF THE HOG You can keep your fried chicken and your rib-eye steak Don’t ya gimme no greens that’s a big mistake Spicy grilled vegetables and crawfish pie Ain’t the kind of vittles’ gonna catch my eye I know what it takes to make my taste buds rock I wanna feast on the flesh of the hog Prawn stuffed flatfish red beans and rice You tell me it’s good but it don’t roll my dice Some people eat salad: I don’t mean to be rude I was surprised to discover that this counts as food I know what it takes to make my taste buds rock I wanna feast on the flesh of the hog fried chops, tenderloin, what can I say? slow roast pulled pork blows me away Barbequed ribs hot chilli dogs I wanna feast on the flesh of the hog Crisp fried bacon, ham on the bone Jerk pork belly I can’t leave it alone Wild boar, hog roast, toad in the hole It’s a taste sensation eat it hot or cold I know what it takes to make my taste buds rock I wanna feast on the flesh of the hog fried chops, tenderloin, what can I say? slow roast pulled pork blows me away Barbequed ribs hot chilli dogs I wanna feast on the flesh of the hog Black pudding, pork rinds boudin, charcute I’m a hog for the pigmeat, ain’t it the truth Stuffed Porcetta, gammon and eggs It don’t have to cost you an arm and a leg I know what it takes to make my taste buds rock I wanna feast on the flesh of the hog
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WHEN THE BLUES GOT YOUR NUMBER When the blues got your number you got trouble on the line When the blues got your number you got trouble on the line Bad news coming at ya heartache following behind You don’t wanna take that call but you do it just the same You can’t hide from the blues when they got you in the frame When the blues got your number you got trouble on the line Bad news coming at ya heartache following behind You can’t change your number you can’t hang up the phone If the blues are on your case they won’t be leaving you alone When the blues got your number you got trouble on the line Bad news coming at ya heartache following behind When the blues got your number you got trouble on the line When the blues got your number you got trouble on the line Bad news coming at ya heartache following behind
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Good Stuff 03:14

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released November 2, 2013

Words and music by Tim Lane
Performed by Tim Lane
Produced by Tim Lane
Copyright: Tim Lane Music 2013

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