Goodbye June Strut Your Stuff
Shuffle kick up some dust we’re dancing,
Go on and strut your stuff you’re fancy.
Red sun setting, smiling moon rising,
You grab the trove and I’ll keep the car running
We got a stash out by that pussy willow,
Take out the trash before your folks get home
Shuffle kick up some dust were dancing,
Go on and strut your stuff you’re fancy.
Were like animals on fire drunk with love,
Riled up and spitting mad you know that’s what we’re made of
Old boys yelling, I stay silent,
You little squalls are going to be running with my knife out.
I barely listen when she starts to yell,
She’s so pretty with her ponytail.
Don’t give your sheets away, to any fool but me
