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Hope I did this right. If not, oopsy. And I’m early, too. Always.
Anyway. This is my entry for this totally fun thing:
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VERSE 1:
Now I've heard there was a certain dude
Tailgating me, it was pretty rude
No you don't really care for safety, do ya?
He's on my ass, a foot, an inch
I tap my brakes, he dings my winch
His driving style says he's a psycho fool ya
CHORUS:
He's a fool ya, he's a fool ya
He's a fool ya, he's a fool ya
VERSE 2:
He ran the light, and zoomed on past
His brain just like a flag half mast
Testosterone and diesel smoke ya tool ya
The cop ahead, the radar gun
Will light him up, won't that be fun
Points on his license back to traffic school ya
CHORUS:
He's a fool ya, he's a fool ya
He's a fool ya, he's a fool ya
VERSE 3:
Another case of road and rage
And no one cares we turn the page
And if he goes to jail, more power to ya
There's a way to get a moron cured
The cop's ahead in that blind curve
A ticket for the dumbass speedin' fool ya
CHORUS:
He's a fool ya, he's a fool ya
He's a fool ya, he's a fool ya
VERSE 4:
He's on the hood, his hands in cuffs
Not smart to tell a cop some stuff
They searched his car, and found some Elmer's glue ya
And then it really went more wrong
He's in a cell where he belongs
The judge was in no mood ya stupid fool ya
CHORUS:
He's a fool ya, he's a fool ya
He's a fool ya, he's a fool ya
He's a fool ya, he's a fool ya
He's a fool ya, he's a fool ya
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