Paroles:
Hungry Country Girl

Now, my baby's a country girl, And she just can't help herself. Yes, my baby's a country girl, And she just can't help herself. And every time I tell

what have we become? (come) [Chorus] [Wish Bone:] Richest country in the whole wide world. Then why do got hungry little boys, little girls? (Ahhh Ooohh

wound up in LA. The cold nights had no pity on that Waycross, Georgia farm boy Most days he went hungry, and then the summer came He met a girl known

nasty You can do whatever you like to me, we can do classic or get trashy Matter fact we ain't even gotta go to the crib girl we can do it in the back

can do whateva you like to me We can do it classy or get trashy Matta fact we ain't even gotta go to the crib girl We can do it in the back seat But

girl I like the nice girl, I like the mean girl Outer space, I even got a green girl I like the city girl, I like the country girl Don't let me get

, it better be good And she looks hungry on that tape Yeah, she looks starving in that limelight In that sickly green, she might have been A girl I know

, Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65, Buck 65 Watching an already dead world vanish We the banished and outlawed wander Hither and yonder Like dogs gone hungry

, saw her bobbin' her head to the beat Ol' lighty-skinned petite, ol' seductive freak She's a bad motherfucker, had ya walkin' the bee Girl, where ya change at? Girl