Living next to the reserve, forty dogs, a wolf, and karma
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Living next to the dogs in a trailor is a toothless Choctaw
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Living next to the Choctaw lives a desert queen
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And she fires away at every dog she sees
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Alright say goodbye to another dog in the dirt
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You are not alone, my friend, as I place you in the earth
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So he kneels by the dogs' grave and commends them to the spirit ground
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See you in another place where there are no queens to be found
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Busted up his bronco when he ran into himself
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She fires away at the four-legged fellas at the land that can't help themselves
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Alright say goodbye to another dog in the dirt
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You are not alone, my friend, as I place you in the earth
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Desert queen, desert queen
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Can I borrow your shotgun?
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Can I borrow your shotgun, please?
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Desert queen, desert queen
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Can I borrow your shotgun?
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Can I borrow your shotgun, please?
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So I say goodbye to another dog in the dirt
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You are not alone, my friend, as I place you in the earth
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Desert Queen
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