"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
Lots of flocks on the rocks
Wearing boots without no socks
Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin' fire and chewin' glass
Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin' fire and chewin' glass

Temper like a cyclone, baby
In a fighin' stance
Ambiance

Temper like a cyclone, baby
In a fighin' stance, ambiance
Temper like a cyclone, baby
In a fighin' stance, ambiance
Temper like a cyclone, baby
In a fighin' stance, ambiance
Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin' fire and chewin' glass

Temper like a cyclone, baby
Ambiance, in a fighin' stance
Baby
Ooh, in a fighin' stance, in a fighin' stance

Temper like a cyclone, baby
In a fighin' stance, ambiance
Temper like a cyclone, baby
In a fighin' stance, ambiance
Temper like a cyclone, baby
In a fighin' stance, ambiance
Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin' fire and chewin' glass

Church bell ring, we all sing
Everybody likes to wear a ring
Church bell ring, we all sing
Everybody likes to wear a ring
Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin' fire and chewin' glass
Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin' fire and chewin' glass
Temper like a cyclone, temper




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"Fightin' Stance" as written by Wesley Louden Borland

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