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BAWITHDABA

Bawitdaba, da bang, da dang diggy diggy
diggy, said the boogie, said up jump the boogie [Get ready.]

My name is Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid - Kid Rock!

Chorus:

Bawitdaba da bang da bang diggy diggy diggy
said the boogie said up jump the boogie [Love someone!]
Bawitdaba da bang da bang diggy diggy diggy
said the boogie said up jump the boogie [Come on!]
And this is for the questions that don't have an answer
The midnight glances
And the topless dancers
The can of freaks
Cars packed with speakers
The G's with the forty's
And the chicks with beepers
The northern lights
And the Southern Comfort
And it don't even matter if your veins are punctured
All the crackheads, the critics, the cities
And all my heroes at the methodone clinics
All you bastards at the I.R.S.
For the crooked cops and the cluttered desks
For the shots of Jack and the caps of meth
Half pints of love and a fifth of stress
All the hookers that are tricking out in Hollywood
And for my hoods of the world misunderstood
I said it's all good and it's all in fun
Now get in the pit and try to love someone!

Chorus

For the time bombs clicking and the heads they hang
All the gangs gettin' money and the heads they bang
- bangWild mustangs
The porno flicks
All my homies in the county in cell block six
The grits when there ain't enough eggs to cook
And to D.B. Cooper and the money he took
You can look for answers but that ain't fun
Now get in the pit and try to love someone!

Chorus [Come on!]
Chorus [Love and the hate. For the peace -warrrrrrrrrrrrr!]
Chorus [Come onnnnnnnnnnnnn!]
Chorus [Ha ha ha heh.]

COWBOY

[Kid Rock]
Well I'm a' packin up my game and I'm a head out west
Where real women come equipped wit' scripts and fake breasts
find a nest in the hills chill like flynt
buy an old drop-top find a spot to pimp
Then I'm a' Kid Rock it up and down ya' block
with a bottle of scotch and watch lots a crotch
buy a yacht with a flag that say's "Chillin' the most"
then rock that bitch up and down the coast
give a toast to the sun
drink with the stars
get thrown in the mix
and get tossed outta bars
Sift to Tiajuana
I wanna romefind motown telephones and come back home
start an escort service for all the right reasons
and set up shop at the top of four seasons
Kid Rock and I'm the Real Mccoy
and i'm headed out west sucker cuz I wanna be a

Chorus:

Kid Rock Cowboy!!Baby!
With the top let down and the sunshine shinin'
West Coast Chillin' while the boone's whinen
I wanna be a Cowboy!Baby!
Ride At night cause I sleep all day!
Cowboy!Baby/I can smell a pig from a mile away

[Kid Rock]
I bet you'll hear my whistle blowin when my train rolls in
It goes"hooy-hooy-hooy" Like dust in the wind
Stoned pimp, stoned brew, stoned out of my mind
I once was lost but now I'm just blindPalm trees and weedScabbed knees and rice
get a map to the starsfind heidi fliceand if the price is right
then i'm gonna make my bidand let Californi-AKnow why they call me

Chorus

[Kid Rock]
Yeahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!Kid Rock You can call me Tex
Rollin' sunset women with a bootle of becks
See a slimy in a vette Roll down my glass
And said "Yeah this dick fits right in yo ass"
No kiddin', gun slingin', spurs hittin' the floor
call me hoss,I'm the boss,with the sauce,and the horse
no remorse for the sheriff and his eye aint right
I'm a paint his town red Then I'm a' paint his wife white
Cause chaos Rock like Amedeus
Got west coast pussy for my Detroit playas
mack like mayors ball like lakers
they told us to leave but bet they couldn't make us
why they wanna pick on me
lock me up and throw away my key
I ain't no cheat I'm just a regular failure
I'm not straight out a' compton I'm straight out the trailer
cuss like a sailor Drink like a mick
my only words of wisdom are this "Radio Edit"I'm takin' my pick
up and down that and keep on truckin'till' I fall in the ocean

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