I told you, told you, I told you to
Quit hard liquor and gamblin’ too
Look-a here Babe, you’re goin’ too fast
The law’s gonna step on you
And now you twist, you twist, you step on your tail
You’re gonna need somebody to go your bail...
Now you may think that they’re doin’ you wrong
But they’ll send you to the county farm...
If you want to leave from home
Smoke around with a bottle of corn...
(travelling too fast)
I told you, told you like a friend
You’d better drop you business then...
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