'Minds me of a time when I did the opposite of being polite to a butterball. I messed around with Slim. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well, the two of us took to fightin'
AN' it didn't last too long,
Ole Slim ended up like a Tiffany vase
With half of its pieces gone.
Then he told me he was sorry,
He hadn't meant no harm,
ANd he handed me half of his whole life's savings
And the rest of Superman's arm!

Ya don't sleep at the switch at night
You don't work at gettin' famous
You don't tweak the whiskers on ole Denzel Washington
An' you don't mess around with Amos...

Oh no, no, no


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