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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=94407" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Scent Of Mule</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kitty Malone sat on a mule<br>Was riding in style<br>When suddenly, like the sound of a buzzard's breaking<br>Kity felt laser beams being fired at her head<br>She said, "I hate laser beams<br>And you never done see me askin'<br>For a UFO<br>In Tomahawk County"<br>Well she kicked the mule<br>And it walked the path<br>And the aliens fired from behind<br>Till she stopped the mule<br>And she kicked the rump<br>And the big old mule took a big old dump<br>Scent of a mule, you better watch out where you go<br>Take your laser beams away<br>Scent of a mule, you better watch out where you go<br>You better stop that laser game<br>Or you'll smell my mule<br>She felt the fire against her neck<br>And it saddened her to feel it burn<br>When suddenly, like the sound of a breeding Holstein<br>Kitty said, "Stop, we ain't lookin' for fightin'<br>In Tomahawk County."<br>A little guy from the UFO<br>Came on out and said his name was Joe<br>She said, "Come on over for some lemonade<br>Just follow me now with the whole brigade"<br>Chorus<br>They walked into her cabin shack<br>They had never seen a southern home<br>And they liked it, better than their UFO<br>They liked it, they really liked it<br>They said, "Here's a place of elegance<br>Here we shower ourselves in lightness"<br>Chorus</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Phish - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Was riding in style
When suddenly, like the sound of a buzzard's breaking
Kity felt laser beams being fired at her head
She said, "I hate laser beams
And you never done see me askin'
For a UFO
In Tomahawk County"
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