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KID ROCK lyrics : "Born To Be A Hick"

See I was born a little pie-eyed mother$#&@er
Mamma she left me and my pappa was a hard trucker
Out on the highway we loved to roll

He never made me go to school. I never begged to go
I was a low class livin raised out in the sticks
I was born to be a hick

See I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntin
Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin
Kissin and huggin on the biskit lands

People always tell me I'm a twisted man
Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in %#@!
And I was born to be a hick

ohhh I was born to be a hick man
See I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntin
Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin

Kissin and huggin on the biskit lands
People always tell me I'm a twisted man
Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in %#@!

And I was born to be a hick
See I was born to be a hick man
Yeah I was born to be a hick man

Yeah yeah yeah
I'm a shot gun tokin I'm a John Deer drivin
I'm a hiiiiiiick

Ahhh har

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