Maps a Buck: Free of Lugs

(*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) The Sea of Galilee aint in Texas good lord I truly love just walking that sea nobody else will join us in Texas and that's why I'm heading to Tennessee (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) I'd be playin' that pie-an-no in Texarkan-NADA Dry upside-down that panhandle Flori-DUH, I know why Galveston aint New Orleans it's nigh Corpus Christi Highs not about the school's teachings not score floored football guys. (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) Be on the loose with Canadian Goose in OttawA-LOHA calls We EarthShake -N- VolcanoBake surfin' Viagra Falls We all know Zen our hospital friend where he says good night as you rest quite awhile Fished and caught an Elk, shot a rainbow--killed a trout, for that's, indeed, CHICAGO style! (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) We crack wide open folks were smokin', golden age just sizzlin' Pan-DUH bear rugs, I'll-Ask-'um, should-know, south of Catchy-Can-Can [Translate only] (Alaskans, Juneau...Ketchikan) I'll heed you Vice ... ere Good-buy, bail those lugs, (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) Map--my, what will they think of next? All those Ex's down in Texas! (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*) (*)v(*)