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Correct Timmy Tucker Lyrics
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Timmy Tucker was a friend of mine He came from a long line of geeks His papa was a horseshoe throwin' man He was a horseshoe throwin' freak His mama's name was Annabelle And his daddy's name was Zeek But he could throw them horeshoes man He was a horseshoe throwin' freak Timmy was a different sort He wasn't like his dad or mom They wanted him to grow up Just like his older brother Tom Timmy'd get so close, so close So close, but not very long Couldn't even score a point In hand grenades or atom bombs Alone and tired he walked the streets Of Downtown Exeter With a pocket full of rusted change A transcendence did occur Metaphysical reckoning of his purpose did infer He should huff himself the short trek down to the army recruiter Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker Timmy finally freed himself From the onus he called dad He'd let the army teach him a trade Surveying was his bag Sergeant Goatlips was an evil man Cuz his wife was a wretched hag Timmy blinked and opened his eyes He was washing pots With an army rag Our hero's life turned olive drab He was cast into a four year hell Livin' in barracks with forty men His loins did ever swell Timmy took a walk outside Lordy, Lordy, Lord he fell A rock was tossed into his retina His eye was an empty shell With a check and a discharge He just hopped on the nearest bus Went down to Tijuana Got a nasty case of pus Metaphysical reckoning of his purpose did infer He should huff himself the short trek down to the army recruiter Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker (Part of First Verse Repeated) Timmy Tucker was a friend of mine He came from a long line of geeks His papa was a horseshoe throwin' man He was a horseshoe throwin' freak Metaphysical reckoning of his purpose did infer He should huff himself the short trek down to the army recruiter Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker
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