Popa Chubby

If The Diesel Dont Get You Then The Jet Fuel Will

Popa Chubby


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Slide Guitar

[Verse]
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Cruising down the highway doing 155
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Feeling mighty good that I'm still alive
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Took a beating down in Italy I nearly died in Rome
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Now the sun is shining on me and the highway is my home

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Did some things that I ain't proud of and some things I had to do
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To keep myself from cracking up and see myself through
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It's a hard life I'm living and I'm living my fill
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If the diesel don't get ya then the jet fuel will
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Then the jet fuel will

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I could have stayed at home and got a damn good job
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As a suicide broker just another fat slob
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But the gypsy that keeps burning inside of me
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Is never satisfied with that drudgery

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Just one more show another broken guitar
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I got no mind to be a Rock and Roll star
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'Cause the fever's getting hotter and I'm feeling a chill
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If the diesel don't get ya then the jet fuel will
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Then the jet fuel will

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Well I love it and I hate it and I wanna go home
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Somebody's gonna get it if they look at me wrong
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I'm mixed up messed up and ready to kill
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If the diesel don't get me then the jet fuel will
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Then the jet fuel will

[G  OS]

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I been sued but never booed and it’s the public that I love
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And I’ll stick it up your ass without a latex glove
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All you businessmen can lick me where the sun don’t shine
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It’s the music that I’m living for it’s mine all mine

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So don’t tell me what to do and what guitar I should play
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When the shit you’re making fall apart anyway
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No respect for your opinion ’cause you don’t know Jack
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Take your 20% and the shirt off my back
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This living’s like a prison with no walls just bars
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I got no mind to be a Rock and Roll star
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This fever’s getting hotter and I’m feeling a chill
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If the diesel don’t get ya the the jet fuel will
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Then the jet fuel will  4X