Sundown like a showtune Trumpets play full blast To create a great impression Ah, but it doesnt seem to last Flat stuff, flat stuff Way out to the way out to the setting sun The muskrat and the bullfrog The rabbit and the skunk Old barns full of blue sky Backyards full of junk Flat stuff, flat stuff Way out to the way out to the setting sun You cant find no river That aint low and brown Its full of sixteen catfish Who just lay there farting aroun Flat stuff, flat stuff Way out to the way out to the setting sun Pete hollers to Ruthie Open me a beer When you get it open Bring it over here. Flat stuff, flat stuff Way out to the way out to the setting sun The sun looks like a cookie That didnt come out right Ah, the moon looks like a cookie And someone stole a bite Flat stuff, flat stuff Way out to the way out to the setting sun When them old boys come through Sometimes I think it would have been best If theyd said, Jesus, its too flat here And just kept going West Out of the flat stuff, flat stuff Way out to the setting sun
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