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He's a drug sDtore truck drivin' man A
He's the head of the Ku Klux DKlan
When summer rolls aEmround
He'll be Alucky if he's not in Dtown
Well, he's Dgot him a house on the Ahill
He plays country records till Gyou've hDad yAour fiDll
He's a fireman's friend he's an Emall-night DJ
But he Asure does think different from the A7records he pDlays
Well, he don't like the young folks I know
He told me one night on his radio show
He's got him a medal he won in the War
It weighs five hundred pounds and it sleeps on his floor
He's been like a father to me
He's the only DJ you can hear after three
I'm an all-night musician in a rock and roll band
And why he don't like me I can't understand
He'll be lucky if he's not in town
spoken: "This one's for you, Ralph."
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