Sluggo, Sluggo Sluggo he ain’t nobody fools.
Sluggo, Sluggo, Sluggo Nancy
treated him like a tool.
He packed a sake,
he ran away.
he cried some tears,
he ran away.
Sluggo, Sluggo, Sluggo
Sluggo, Sluggo Sluggo he ain’t nobody fools.
Sluggo, Sluggo, Sluggo Nancy
treated him like a tool.
He packed a sake,
he ran away.
he cried some tears,
he ran away.
Sluggo, Sluggo, Sluggo
The pope owns a dude ranch everyone’s welcome expect that one!
And that one, and all the other ones.
The pope owns a dude ranch doesn’t seem like much fun.
My one attempt at writing a punk song
The pope owns a dude ranch everyone’s welcome expect that one!
And that one, and all the other ones.
The pope owns a dude ranch doesn’t seem like much fun.
My one attempt at writing a punk song