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Funky Fresh Country Club Lyrics

from The Very Best Of Ugly Kid Joe: As Ugly As It Gets

"Funky Fresh Country Club" is track #1 on the album The Very Best Of Ugly Kid Joe: As Ugly As It Gets. It was written by Phillips, Eric / Crane, William Whitfield.
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Funky fresh tunes and you're walking down the street
Trying to find the girl that you really want to meet
You're flying past the reef and you're drinking shrunken heads
You wake up in the morning and you wish that you were dead

As you stagger home in the blackest form of night
The rollers out in force baby they're looking for a fight
You try to play the game, you try to pass the test
But the only thing in sight baby, is the sight of your arrest

Jail cell, living hell
Chains off me I'm free
Doing time, one more time
Mine, all mine, all mine

Now the country club is cold and the country club is mean
The attendants at the country club ain't something to be seen
If you're messing with my girl you're messing with your life
'Cause I'm gonna cut you with a big, big, big, big, big, big, big knife
You bet your fuckin' life

As you stagger home in the blackest form of night
The rollers out in force baby they're looking for a fight
You try to play the game, you try to pass the test
But the only thing in sight baby, is the sight of your arrest

Jail cell, living hell
Chains off me I'm free
Doing time one more time
Mine, all mine, all mine

Jail cell, living hell
Chains off me I'm free
Doing time one more time
Mine, all mine, all mine

My [Incomprehensible]

I wanna tell you a story people
I hope you wanna hear
I wanna tell you a story people
I hope you wanna hear

I was going downtown in the back of a car
Some mothafucka left the door ajar, uh, huh
Remember what your parents said
Be home by eight and in your bed, uh, huh

But as you stagger home in the blackest form of night
The rollers out in force baby they're looking for a fight
You try to play the game, you try to pass the test
But the only thing in sight baby, is the sight of your arrest

Jail cell, living hell
Chains off me I'm free
Doing time one more time
Mine, all mine, all mine

Jail cell, living hell
Chains off me I'm free
Doing time baby, one more time
Mine, all mine, all mine

Jail cell, living hell
I've got to get out

Songwriters
PHILLIPS, ERIC / CRANE, WILLIAM WHITFIELD

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