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I would walk the plank
I would die with my boots on
Like all good cowboys do
And you could find the treasure on your sh*re
Star spangled winter night
Drags me up and out of bed
I'm all riled up
And I dream dream, dream, dream, dream
Guys in ties and manly thighs
Aren't supposed to hide their eyes
Unless they have no alibis
And then they must die in disguise