"Fightin' Stance" as written by and Wesley Louden Borland....
yeah, big job buck up - to the pocket of you know what, hot damn, hot damn, hot damn my man, hot damn, ready to win money in my pocket,
wearin' a grin, lot sof flocks on the rocks, wearing boots without no socks, whoopin' ass, knuckles brass, bitin' fire and chewin' glass, temper like a cyclone baby, in a fightin' stance, ambiance... church bells ring we all sing, everybody likes to wear a ring...
temper like a

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