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Better Than Andy

Some gibbering old fool sitting all alone drooling on his shirt Some senile old fart playing in the dirt It might be fun to have a kid I could pass something on to Something better than

've died Thought I committed career suicide So I had to turn back into the bad guy So "faggoty, faggoty, faggoty, gays, anatomy, God made Raggedy Ann and Andy Not Raggedy Andy and Andy and Andy

Well, my name is Andy C and I can guarantee That if you wanna be down, then down is where I'll be I'm on Fresh Mode, I rock Fresh Mode I rap Fresh Mode

, chasin' girls with the money he made It was 1957 and love felt the same, love felt the same Frightened little girl, she makes a break Into the arms of something better

wide world over the better to know his own home I was forced to wander because that I was poor And to leave the hills of Caledonia seemed more than

fools in monster may I pass by so much bull I should say "ole!" I got friends named raggedy ann and andy Call my "bon appetite" cause I'm sweeter than

THIRD TIME CHARM (Carlene Carter - Pete Marsh - Andy Howell - Roger Bechirian) There's safety in numbers Cause love lies in 2 by 2's And tucked under

ain't cause I'm dank time for me to lay down the law: who's raw? you saw the blues and the shoes of the writer stronger than a siskel and your like a

can't chew A nova eat you but my DJ flow better than you But when I go to set it call the closest paramedic Cause you faker than that motherfuckin jewelry