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C’monThere’s a gentleman down in LynchburgOn the south side of TennesseeHe started cookin that home made whiskeyHad his own little recipeNow his name’s on a million labelsAnd you can see it on a billboard signGot a lot of good ol’ buddysBut Jack Daniels is a friend of mineYou got to hit itGet it while the gettin’s goodKick the tires and pop that hoodI can’t quit itWouldn’t if I couldSure beats sittin aroundKnock, knock, knockin on woodGet with itWhile your bidin’ your timePlayin’ that ready or notI’m gonna take my shotPop gotta hit itShe was standin behind the eight ballLookin like trouble in a short skirtHell on heels about yay tallMakin it work, makin it workThe money was on the tableMy eyes were out of the socketShe caught me bent down in front of the ballAnd the eight ball in the corner pocketHIT ITGet it while the gettin’s goodKick the tires and pop that hoodI can’t quit itWouldn’t if I couldSure ain’t sittin hereKnock, knock, knockin on woodGet with itWhile your bidin’ your timePlayin’ that ready or notI’m gonna take my shotPop gotta hit itGotta hit itGot a pool shark honeyAnd a pocket full of moneyAnd a bottle of ole’JDYou can jump on the busAnd party with usBut if your runnin with me runnin with meHit itGet it while the getting’s goodKick the tires and pop that hoodI can’t quit itWouldn’t if I couldSure beats sittin aroundKnock, knock, knockin on woodGet with itWhile your bidin’ your timePlayin’ that ready or notI’m gonna take my shotPop gotta hit itYeah I’m gonna hit it
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