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Hockey Hair (you Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having) Lyrics - You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having - Atmosphere

At first i just thought it was a game you were playing. (playing) 

 

You can't imagine how much fun we're having 

 

Stop it there without a care to what you've got to fear 

Keep it all between your beer and your hockey hair 

A lot of weird people traits and ticks 

From the strangers to these dangerous faces you kiss 

 

You know this town ain't as cool as it used to be 

When the lion, tigers and bears'd stare at your jewelry 

Truthfully I'm content with how the day moves 

Stepped up the game, oops, still rock the same shoes 

 

And one-time with them flashin things, they still 

There to turn the drama into action scenes 

I'm renting me a vehicle to roll me to the finish line 

Follow if you wanna, we'll return around dinner time 

 

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Back hurts a little bit more with every cigarette 

My mack learned to never ignore the petty gibberish 

I walk the clay cocky like MR. Know-It-Also 

Patiently waiting to pop, shake up the soda bottle 

 

Horizontal like a mail-order male whore 

that came forth just to show you his pale horse 

Of course the ones that love him hate him most 

Heart broken ain't nothin' man, she look like she ate a ghost 

 

Make a toast to the butter knife, fuck it right 

Wonder when my butterfly is gonna keep her flutter tight 

I get way lonely when I'm on the j-o-b 

And every pretty face actin like they know me 

 

Same story, take photos and blow me 

Like suckin' on my pony is some type of a fuckin trophy 

Don't know what to say homie, I understand under 

the notion that mine is at home under another man 

 

Photos 

 

Don't even give it two minutes of business 

Rotate the shoulder blades and keep them chip-less 

Built a prison out of conjugal visits 

Now I rock a fake grimace on my face to catch the kisses 

 

A bag of pot luck, a pint of gut rot 

Emcee's is mock duck tofu tough-talk 

What the blood clot, jump-shot, fade-away 

Watch these kids eat it up like it was mayonnaise 

 

Then he's on to the next city followin' the destiny 

Fell asleep droolin on your left titty 

Indeed I play my part and call it high art 

Keepin my eye on a piece of that pie chart 

 

Smarter than solutions to the rubix cube 

Took it apart and then pulled out a tube of super glue 

Electric boogaloo, instead of tryin' to look at you 

I should stay in my house, sit on the couch and read a book or two 

 

Maybe then this space alien can uncover ways to coexist 

With other homosapiens 

Until that time comes people know my bum steelo 

Incognito with mosquitos and dung beetles 

 

It's like that, take your head out of the vaginal crack 

Like what the fuck did you expect 

I rap 

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