Mark Wills - Squeeze Box
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I'm slippin' into Slidell, the boys and me
Take a left at the Texaco, gonna see Sweet Marie
She plays down at Jimbeaux's Gumbo and Washtub
In calico and barefeet in a band called the Mudbugs
I been workin' up my never and I can hardly
Tonight when she asks for request
I'll stand up and say
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I wanna be your squeeze box
Always at your fingertips
I wanna be your blues harp
A little closer to your lips
Let me be your washboard
You can play me fast or slow
Squeeze box, blues harp, washboard baby
Anything you can hold
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Got a bucket full of crawfish,
a seat on the front row
Just to sit this close to her,
it's like a shot of tabasco
Makin' trips to the tip jar,
keep it full of dollar bills
Tonight I'm gonna go for broke,
show her just how I feel
One way or another, Lord,
she's gonna no