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Executive Decision

Executive decision I ain't an executive and I'll tell you why Cause I couldn't wear no suit and tie Give me my Stetson and my cowboy shirt My wore out blue jeans all covered in dirt Put me in a board room It would spell doom I'd act real threatful Then pull out my pistol Then I'd cock back the hammer And pull on the trigger I'd scream and laugh and act real cuckoo and let someone else clean up the poo By Mike Francis

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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