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  1. SOB...SUV

From the album "Mr. E Demystified"

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                                             That SOB in That SUV<br />
                                                            by Greg Englesson<br />
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I was driving down the highway in my hybrid<br />
munching on my lunch of tofu mayo and bread<br />
I got off at the exit and I sat at the light<br />
I couldn’t read the sign due to obstructed sight<br />
<br />
that SOB in that SUV....right in front of me I could not see<br />
that SOB in that SUV....right in front of me I could not see<br />
<br />
I rolled down my window, stuck me head out to look<br />
that gas sucking sucker roared shook and booked<br />
I got a face full of mud and a breath of exhaust<br />
I followed fast in my silence until I got lost<br />
<br />
that SOB in that SUV....right in front of me I could not see<br />
that SOB in that SUV....right in front of me I could not see<br />
<br />
I wanted to give that big guy a piece of my mind<br />
I put the petal to the medal and lagged a mile behind<br />
saw that SOB guzzle fuel at the station<br />
I pulled in and got out in my trepidation<br />
<br />
that SOB in that SUV....right in front of me I could not see<br />
that SOB in that SUV....right in front of me I could not see<br />
<br />
I tapped on the tinted window ready to fight<br />
it came on down with a surprise to my sight<br />
a 99 year old lady with a fist full of cash<br />
said, “ fill up my second tank sonny, with premium gas “<br />
<br />
That weren’t no SOB in that SUV.... just a little old lady you could not see.<br />
That weren’t no SOB in that SUV.... just a little old lady you could not see.<br type="_moz" />