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Cousin Dupree
Well I've kicked around a lot since high school
I've worked a lot of nowhere gigs
From keyboard man in a rock'n ska band
To haulin' boss crude in the big rigs
Now I've come back home to plan my next move
From the comfort of my Aunt Faye's couch
When I see my little cousin Janine walk in
All I could say was ow-ow-ouch
CHORUS:
Honey how you've grown
Like a rose
Well we used to play
When we were three
How about a kiss for your cousin Dupree
She turned my life into a living hell
In those little tops and tight capris
I pretended to be readin' the National Probe
As I was watchin' her wax her skis
On Saturday night she walked in with her date
And backs him up against the wall
I tumbled off the couch and heard myself sing
In a voice I never knew I had before
CHORUS
I'll teach you everything I know
If you teach me how to do that dance
Life is short and quid pro quo
And what's so strange about a down-home family romance?
One night we're playin' gin by a cracklin' fire
And I decided to make my play
I said babe with my boyish charm and good looks
How can you stand it for one more day
She said maybe its the skeevy look in your eyes
Or that your mind has turned to applesauce
The dreary architecture of your soul
I said - but what is it exactly turns you off?
CHORUS
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CHORUS
I said - but what is it exactly turns you off?
The dreary architecture of your soul
Or that your mind has turned to applesauce
She said maybe its the skeevy look in your eyes
How can you stand it for one more day
I said babe with my boyish charm and good looks
And I decided to make my play
One night we're playin' gin by a cracklin' fire
And what's so strange about a down-home family romance?
Life is short and quid pro quo
If you teach me how to do that dance
I'll teach you everything I know
CHORUS
In a voice I never knew I had before
I tumbled off the couch and heard myself sing
And backs him up against the wall
On Saturday night she walked in with her date
As I was watchin' her wax her skis
I pretended to be readin' the National Probe
In those little tops and tight capris
She turned my life into a living hell
How about a kiss for your cousin Dupree
When we were three
Well we used to play
Like a rose
Honey how you've grown
CHORUS:
All I could say was ow-ow-ouch
When I see my little cousin Janine walk in
From the comfort of my Aunt Faye's couch
Now I've come back home to plan my next move
To haulin' boss crude in the big rigs
From keyboard man in a rock'n ska band
I've worked a lot of nowhere gigs
Well I've kicked around a lot since high school
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