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The Wagon Song
Burning questions in the class, these acid tests sure burn my ass.
And the teacher¡¯s so cold, butter wouldn¡¯t melt in her mouth.
Draw a picture to escape, then it looked at me and smiled.
Riding on a high horse ain¡¯t that what it¡¯s all about¡
(Chorus)
Hitch your wagon to a star, look a little higher than you are.
Don¡¯t you know that clothes make the man,
So come on, dress as bitchin¡¯ as you can.
Of all the souls in this place, you could¡¯ve paved a road a mile.
Long down my face¡tell me little fella why you ragging on me?
My friend there¡¯s 10 struggles in life,
And you only made it through 5.
You can take the heat, but you can¡¯t take the humidity.
(Chorus)
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