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Found her in a barn in tennessee
I paid five bucks for my bucket t
Took me three years of sweat and blood
To clean off all that tennessee mud

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Cruise down the street in front of school
I wanna rev it up but i gotta be cool
Drivin' down the road, i'll get my kicks
A poppin' the clutch and a slippin' the sticks

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I was right, too, she's first in her class
There's nothing on the freeway, she don't pass
All the girls want to take a ride with me
But there's only one seat in my bucket t

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