Skeletons in your closet
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Itchin' to come outside
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Messin' with your conscience
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In a way your face can’t hide
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Oh things are gettin' real funky
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Down at the old corral
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And it’s not the skunks that are stinkin'
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It’s the stinkin' lies you tell
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What did your mama tell you about lies
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She said it wasn’t polite to tell a white one
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What did your daddy tell you about lies
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He said one white one turns into a black one
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So, it’s gettin' ready to blow
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It’s gettin' ready to show
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Somebody shot off at the mouth and
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We’re gettin' ready to know
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It’s gettin' ready to drop
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It’s gettin' ready to shock
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Somebody done turned up the heater
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An’a it’s gettin' ready to pop
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Crevices in your pantry
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Now what do we have in here
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Havin' a daytime nightmare
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Has always been your biggest fear
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Oh things are gettin' real crucial
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Up the old wazoo
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Yet you cry, why am I the victim?
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When the culprit’s why-o-you, oo oh
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What did your mama tell you about lies
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She said it wasn’t polite to tell a white one
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What did your daddy tell you about lies
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He said one white one turns into a black one
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So, it’s gettin' ready to blow
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It’s gettin' ready to show
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Somebody shot off at the mouth and
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We’re gettin' ready to know
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It’s gettin' ready to drop
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It’s gettin' ready to shock
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Somebody done turning the heater
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An' a it’s gettin' ready to pop
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It’s gettin' ready to seep
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You’re gettin' ready to freak
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Somebody done picked up the talk box
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We’re gettin' ready to speak
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It’s gettin' ready to jive
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It’s gettin' ready to gel
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Somebody done gone let the lid off
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We’re gettin' ready to smell
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They’re gettin' ready to deal
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You’re gettin' ready to ill
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Somebody done just dropped the big dime
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And they’re gettin' ready to squeal
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It’s gettin' ready to turn
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We’re gettin' ready to learn
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Somebody done fired up the brimstone
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And you’re gettin' ready to burn
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It’s gettin' ready to shake
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You’re gettin' ready to ache
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Somebody done snitched to the news crew
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And it’s gettin' ready to break
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You’re gettin' ready to lie
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They’re gettin' ready to spy
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Somebody’s been put on the hot seat
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And you’re gettin' ready to fry |