Lesbians stole my hat
Tell me what's up with that
Lesbians stole my hat
Tell me what's up with that
Doing the butt dance out on the floor, oh no
Freddie don't Buca no more
Aliens abducted my dog
Now I'm walking around in a fog
Aliens abducted my dog
Now I'm walking around in a fog
Things can't be the way they were before, oh no
Freddie don't Buca no more
I might fall flat on my face
But the taxi knows the way to my place
I might fall flat on my face
But the taxi knows the way to my place
If I could just fit this key into the door, oh no
Freddie don't Buca no more
I'm having me a hell of a time
But I never cross over the line
I'm having me a hell of a time
But I never cross over the line
I wake up in the morning and my head is sore, oh no
Freddie don't Buca no more
credits
from Costa Rica Calling,
released January 1, 2002
Bass-Bubba Lownotes
Drums-Mike Sweeney
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