Hey, I'm the champion of good times and funk, so move your feet and let's pawn these tragedies.
Tell me what's on your mind these days.
I may not give a fuck now, but later?
Yes, I'm cool as Tex Haywood and I'm fly like Futureman.
And I was just thinking, we should do it sometime.
There's no reason for us to stop.
The car is parked and the mood is sinking, so we'll take things slow.
Soon enough, I will indulge myself.
This is an adventure place.
Your hands on my flesh.
Does this taste familiar?
Or have you come to realize a certain truth plague is your profession.

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Showdown in San Antonio song meanings
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