BEST OF THE WORST COUNTRY-WESTERN SONG TITLES (THESE ARE *REAL*

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 Oct 27 09:37:00 1995

 To:          Douglas (D.A.)  Sander             (BNR)      Dept 4Y51   SKY
              Patricia (P.A.)  Dy                (BNR)      Dept 7I61   SKY
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              Karen (K.)  Hunt                   (BNR)      Dept 7D00   SKY
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              Colin (C.W.)  Kemp                 (BNR)      Dept 7X85   SKY
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 Subject:     Deep Thought of the Day

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     I'd like to see a nature film where an eagle swoops down and pulls a 
     fish out of a lake, and then maybe he's flying along, low to the 
     ground, and the fish pulls a worm out of the ground.  Now that's a 
     documentary!
     
     THE BEST OF THE WORST COUNTRY-WESTERN SONG TITLES   (THESE ARE *REAL*)
     
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     You Love As Good As You Look?
     
     Does Your Chewing Gum Lose Its Flavor On The Bedpost Overnight?
     
     Drop Kick Me, Jesus, Through The Goalposts Of Life
     
     Get Your Biscuits In The Oven And Your Buns In The Bed
     
     Get Your Tongue Outta My Mouth 'Cause I'm Kissing You Goodbye
     
     Her Teeth Were Stained, But Her Heart Was Pure
     
     Here's A Quarter, Call Someone Who Cares
     
     How Can I Miss You If You Won't Go Away?
     
     How Can You Believe Me When I Say I Love 
     
     You When You Know I've Been A Liar All My Life?
     
     I Been Roped And Thrown By Jesus In The Holy Ghost Corral
     
     I Changed Her Oil, She Changed My Life
     
     I Don't Know Whether To Kill Myself Or Go Bowling
     
     I Fell In A Pile Of You And Got Love All Over Me
     
     I Flushed You From The Toilets Of My Heart.
     
     I Keep Forgettin' I Forgot About You
     
     I Wanna Whip Your Cow
     
     I Would Have Wrote You A Letter, But I Couldn't Spell Yuck!
     
     I Wouldn't Take Her To A Dawg Fight, Cause I'm Afraid She'd Win
     
     I'd Rather Have A Bottle In Front Of Me Than A Frontal Lobotomy
     
     I'm Just A Bug On The Windshield Of Life
     
     I'm The Only Hell Mama Ever Raised
     
     I've Been Flushed From The Bathroom Of Your Heart
     
     I've Got The Hungries For Your Love And I'm Waiting In Your Welfare 
     Line
     
     If I Can't Be Number One In Your Life, Then Number Two On You
     
     If Love Were Oil, I'd Be A Quart Low
     
     If My Nose Were Full of Nickels, I'd Blow It All On You
     
     If The Phone Don't Ring, Baby, You'll Know It's Me
     
     If You Don't Leave Me Alone, I'll Go And Find Someone Else Who Will
     
     If You Leave Me, Can I Come Too?
     
     Mama Get The Hammer (There's A Fly On Papa's Head)
     
     May The Bird Of Paradise Fly Up Your Nose
     
     My Every Day Silver Is Plastic
     
     My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, And I Don't Love Jesus
     
     My John Deere Was Breaking Your Field, While Your Dear John Was 
     Breaking My Heart
     
     My Wife Ran Off With My Best Friend, And I Sure Do Miss Him
     
     Oh, I've Got Hair Oil On My Ears And My Glasses Are Slipping Down, But 
     Baby I Can See Through You
     
     Pardon Me, I've Got Someone To Kill
     
     She Got The Gold Mine And I Got The Shaft
     
     She Got The Ring And I Got The Finger
     
     She Made Toothpicks Out Of The Timber Of My Heart
     
     She's Got Freckles On Her, But She's Pretty
     
     Thank God And Greyhound She's Gone
     
     They May Put Me In Prison, But They Can't Stop My Face From Breakin' 
     Out
     
     Velcro Arms, Teflon Heart
     
     When You Leave Walk Out Backwards, So I'll Think You're Walking In
     
     You Can't Have Your Kate And Edith Too
     
     You Can't Roller Skate In A Buffalo Herd
     
     You Done Tore Out My Heart And Stomped That Sucker Flat
     
     You Were Only A Splinter As I Slid Down The Bannister Of Life
     
     You're The Reason Our Kids Are So Ugly
     


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