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Brass Snatch – by The Freakin’ Hott

Be the horse I’ll be jockey
Triple-crowned and feeling cocky
Busted loose and cropping fast
I only win if you come in last

Give me your brass knuckles (woo-hoo)
I’ll give you my brass ring
I just want to give a damn about anything

Give me your brass knuckles (woo-hoo)
I’ll give you my brass ring
I just want to give a damn about anything

Gotta spread the word of the gospel of us
How the preacher is a teacher at the school for sluts
Kiss me and I’ll kiss you back
Stuff Alabama in a grocery sack

Give me your brass knuckles (woo-hoo)
I’ll give you my brass ring
I just want to give a damn about anything

He was a boy not more than twenty-one
When I cast my eyes upon him and shined him up like the sun
I gave him my heart
He gave me a medal
Then he blew me into a line that he could sniff when I settled
The happy ending – he said I love you
And I said, “Who doesn’t”

Woo-hoo
Woo-hoo
Woo-hoo