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Lyrics
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12 Pack
© 2009/Hank Thomas all rights reserved
I'm just sittin' here thinkin', maybe hopin' for a drink.
My eyes are hazy, head is spinnin, Kinda makes it hard think
Tryin' to figure out, what's goin' on', Makes my whole body shake
I went to bed last night in second place, woke up in 28th
It's gonna take me a 12 pack, to get myself over this 6 pack
Roller coaster ride I'm on, stayin' up all night long
I think my scores are goin' up but they been goin' down
I need to re-lax, but I can't wait till De-cember
To see who will be, the winner of, the grandest prize
I to write some better songs you know I'm really tryin'
(TEMPO)
I write staccato, legato, allegro, vibrato
But still don't write good songs like Troy Castellano
Amaroso, aldente, colla voce, brilliante
I should take lessons from Johnny Visconti
It's gonna take me a 12 pack, to get myself over this 6 pack
Roller coaster ride , up and down my knees are on the groundI think I'll have another drink and just keep playin' around
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Credits
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Lyrics Credits: Hank Thomas
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Music Credits: Hank Thomas
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Producer Credits: Hank Thomas
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Performance Credits: & Silent Thunder
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Description
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Short Song Description: A song about 6 pack scores paranoia
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Metadata
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Song Length: 3:20
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Primary Genre: Country-Honky Tonk
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Secondary Genre: -
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Tempo: Multiple Tempos
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Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
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