Every night In Jungletown All the boogies in the street Radios turned up very loud Playin' Dancing Queen They love our music This English girl from the
America Ha ha ha We love you How many people are proud to be Citizens of this beautiful country of ours? The stripes and the stars for the rights of
them both on the phone We got country boy's sayin' that rap just sucks An' rappers sayin'country's all outta touch But there's plenty of room for both on my radio
not as simple as yours set in the country No I did not have a fears of nuns who dressed in black But I do have your tastes I had no radio show, nor did
No Tango hats either, no bandana headdress, no TV's in the headrest Who would be a big mess, trust me drew it, without rap I'd be saying this here in country
the government deciding who's our faviorite nation you know it aint them hations or anybody we call terrorist, even if the world hate americans our foreign policy destroy they country
really ain't a nigga, dog? Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga, dog? Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga, dog? Country boys, city
is gold Home of the never miss Home of the platinum hits I'm a southern girl Southern girl Countrified Everything I eat is fried Gotta southern draw I'm so country
sword of the truth like a lightning rod city, states, countries and all abroad spacecraft all aboard convoy are destroyed books, tv, radio and telephone
a white mom You got any black in you (no), would you like some Oh word, you like my songs that be playin on tha radio You know the sincerest form of
A story bout a friend of mine Who worked down near the Georgia Line A DJ in a little country station Everybody loved him dear 'Cause he played what they
a diamond and I'd put the rag top down All the pretty girls would stop and stare as I drove her through town The buttons on the radio didn't seem to
lika a diamond and I'd put the rag top down All the pretty girls would stop and stare as I drove her through town The buttons on the radio didn't seem
You know this old world is full of singers But just a few are chosen to tear your heart out when they sing Imagine life without 'em, all your radio heroes
hill is too steep We're playin' for fun but we're playin' for keeps So draw the curtain, honey, turn the lights down low We'll find some country music on the radio
escape this country Tell O.J. he better be comin up wit my money Bizarre goes commerical? Nigga, you can forget it B, suck my dick, that is the radio
[Intro] I know y'all don't see me on TV Or hear me on the radio But you industry brats Better check Billboard and Pollstar Before y'all get to cryin About
sound of the crowd in my ear You might ask what it takes to remember When you know that you've seen it before Where a government lies to a people And a country